"I thought I told you not to hesitate to call me whenever you're in trouble," Johan scolded, frowning as he bent down to bandage your knee. It was little more than a scrape, but he worried nonetheless.

He can be a little overprotective, sometimes. As proven by the unconscious men littering the side of the street, all of which he'd beaten to a pulp.

"This is why I can never leave you out of my sight," he muttered under his breath.