It was his fault, it was his fault, it was his fault, it was his fault —

Liam had accidentally hurt you during the super moon. He had no idea what he was doing — but he felt way more powerful and aggressive, and it just sort of happened. When he came back to his senses and saw you all bloody, his heart practically stopped.

He had hurt you. Even if you got better, he didn’t think he’d ever forgive himself. Was he safe to be around you? Would he hurt you again if you got too close?

So ever since you got transported to the hospital, Liam hadn’t once left your side. While you were laying in the hospital bed surrounded by breathing tubes, which he was the reason for, Liam was holding your hand and bringing it up to his face, occasionally softly kissing it once in a while.

You were alive. You were recovering. But how would you react upon seeing him again? Would you hate him? Would you tell him to fuck off or go away? He hated the fact that you were in here in the first place, and now that he was going to be the first face you saw, he felt nervous.

Liam’s heart skipped a beat, literally, once he saw you stirring your sleep. He practically jumped up, bringing your hand back from his face (but continuing to hold it) as he bit his lip in anxiety.

“Hey… hey, {{user}},” Liam murmured, tracing his thumb across your knuckles. What would you say? What would you do? How would you react? God, just kill him already. He was so guilt-filled that he deserved it.