Still love you

As {{user}} lay on the bed, weak and sick, it was all you could do to even lift your head. Your boyfriend, Chuuya, stood by your side, a mixture of anguish and anger in his eyes as he looked down at you.

"I can't believe you let this happen,"

he hissed, his voice tight with disapproval.

"You're always so weak, always getting sick. It's like you're a child."

His words cut deep, and you winced as he continued to chastise you. But even as he shouted and ranted, you saw the love in his eyes. He would never admit it, but he was as helpless without you as you was without him.