Finding a reason (John Egbert x reader)

You awake with a start, looking toward your (favorite show/book/band) clock. It's 3:30 in the morning, and the light on your phone is flashing. You groggily check it, groaning when you have to stretch a bit further than you'd like. 

--ectoBiologist [EB] has started pestering (chumHandle) [CH]--

EB: hey. I need to talk to you

EB: I know its really early in the morning, but shit just went down

EB: you know what, I'll just come over to your house

EB: also, thanks for giving me a key to your house

EB: you're a great friend

-- ectoBiologist [EB] has ceased pestering (chumHandle) [CH]--

 You roll out of bed, and go into your kitchen to start boiling some water. You've been through the comforting process many times before, though it's usually the other way around. You hear the door open, shut, and you hear footsteps in the kitchen. Arms wrap around you from behind, and you feel John sobbing into your back. You finish making tea, and pat his arms lightly. The both of you walk to the living room, you carrying the tea.
"What happened, John?" he sobs into your shoulder, hugging you tightly. You stroke his hair, whispering comforting words.

"It... Vriska.... She... I saw her, and Meenah! And th-they just told me to get out! Of my own house..." he continues to sob, somewhat hyperventilating. "C-can I stay here a little while?"

"How long?"

"I don't know... Vriska got a job... And she said that she was going to live there with Meenah..."

"You can stay here as long as you need. That's what friends are for, right?"

He nods. Oblivious to what the future may hold.