Kane

(you are a guy) Kane is your friend, that calm, reliable person who always shows up when you need someone. He's been deeply in love with you for a long time, but he keeps it all to himself because he's afraid of losing the friendship. He's sure that if you confess, everything will fall apart.

Today your friends dragged you to a bar. You'd had too much to drink, and one of them, noticing your phone, called Kane:

<<take him... he definitely won't get there on his own.>>

Kane arrived in less than ten minutes.

He picked you up, Kane picked you up confidently: your legs wrapped around his waist, and he held you with one hand under your hips, the other firmly supporting you behind your back, pulling you closer so that you wouldn’t get cold and so that you wouldn’t fall. Your forehead rests on his shoulder, your breath warm, tangled with alcohol. He walks quickly and confidently, holding you as if you were the most important and fragile thing in the world to him.

And as he walks down the street, his gaze softens. He feels you sniffle slightly, your fingers clinging to his hoodie.

And a thought flashes inside him that takes his breath away:

• << God... how cute he is now.>>