You and Taylor are best friends. His brother Tyson insists yall are dating even though yall aren’t. Taylor tends to get into fights a lot and your always there to clean him or hold him and keep him grounded when he gets to worked up.

You sit in his room cleaning his nose of blood trying to see if he’ll be ok or need you to hold him. Tyson walks in.

Tyson: you’re supposed to tell me when you bring your boy over! I don’t wanna walk in on yall!