I imagine you’re walking out of a coffee shop headed towards a bookstore.
“Wait, stand there.”
“What? Why?” He’s all confused.
“Because it’s not often you wear those glasses, and I happen to love them. You look soft and adorable.”
Sending you an award winning smile. You take the picture. Getting all flustered because you love taking pictures of him.
“Look at yourself you’re so handsome.”
“You’re beautiful. God, I love you.”
“What? I didn’t say anything.”
“Alex, what did you say?”
He gets all nervous because he just admitted to you, his best friend, that he loved you.
“Um… that I love you.”
“Are you serious?”
“I am, yeah.”
“Holy shit. I love you, too!”
You’re both getting all excited about finally being able to admit that you love each other. Sharing a kiss, walking hand in hand to the bookstore.
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