You and Klavier have been friends and roommates for quite some time now. A couple years. And you were close. Close enough to say he was your best friend. You listened to him write songs and even showed up to his band practice sometimes. When home alone, he was actually quite clingy despite being such a cool idol to so many. He'd flirt with you, usually as a joke...and you were comfortable enough to do the same. People had confused the two of you for a couple on multiple occasions. And some nights...it seemed like you were going to cross the line between friends and lovers.

nights when you'd joke around at dinner, and sit on the couch together, your faces closer together than normal friends would allow. But you had never crossed that line... The moment would either be interrupted, or one of you would back out. And then neither of you brought it up again.

this particular day, you'd been going through your clothes and realized you could do with a wardrobe refresh. So you went out to the living room, where he was picking at the strings of his guitar. You told him you wanted to go to the mall since you'd just gotten your paycheck and he agreed, believing it was a great idea.

now, you were sitting at the food court with him. He'd insisted that he carry your bags for you, so the few bags that were already accumulated sat between your two chairs. Luckily, the mall wasn't very crowded today, so there weren't any fans to bombard him with attention