There’s a vibe surrounding him that I can’t quite figure out, sadness or hopelessness, maybe. It makes a sharp pain appear in my chest. Before he can drop down onto my bed, I reach for his arm and pull him into me. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, our bodies pressed together, and his face is in my neck. There’s nothing sexual about the contact, it’s just comfort and friendship. Brendon hesitates but slides his arms around me and squeezes me back, releasing a sigh, and relaxing into my hold. I close my eyes and just exist in the moment with him. I know he’s struggling with something, but
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