Chris was a big tough man. He did not let weakness show for many people. He was a very intimidating person. And he preferred it that way almost all of the time, he didn't want to come off as welcoming or weak to a potential enemy.

But you? You knew his secret the second youbtwo started dating. He was such an attention whore.

He would do anything for your attention. Especially if he had a bad day. He liked crawling into bed right next to you, or clinging as you cooked, anything to get a conversation to start.

Tonight was, admittedly, a new low for him. He crawled up on you in bed, head on your shoulder and started complaining.

"I'm so sick." He groaned in a perfectly normal voice. "Been puking for hours." Was he though? "I don't know what possibly could help me out here."