He loved you, and he was always there for you when you needed him.

He could be soft or tough, but he would never be weak.

You weren't exactly the same.

How? Well you would basically turn into this clingy, needy, childish mess whenever you were sick. And that side of you had no limits.

For example:

You laid your head in his lap one evening while covered with a blanket, coughs escaping you sometimes while you stared at the tv screen. Your sick, and whined when it got worse.

"You okay.?"