John had always been protective of you, ever since you were little.

You were all each other had after all, even with all the family issues, you guys seemed to just get closer.

So, of course, this overprotectiveness made its way into adulthood.

You guys were walking down the streets of London, the smoke billowing from his cigarette as you chatted.

He suddenly halted, turning around to hold you up.

"Stay back!" He yelled.

You looked behind him in confusion, only to see a harmless looking puppy that you were, sadly, very allergic to.