Mattheo comes back to your dormitory all bloody and bruised.

He threw himself on bed beside you, expecting cuddles and no questions.

But how could you?

He was hurting so much.

"You're beautyfull... but demaged... if you could just stop fighting...", you said quietly.

"I was just trying to protect you. Some guy wanned to go into your room. I couldn't let it," he said a bit louder then you but pain was clear.

Your eyes well up with tears. He was almost killed for you. He deserve healing...