Today though, he was too hurt to even notice you. He groans as he sits down on the couch. You need help with that?" You ask, motioning to his dislocated shoulder. He nods and you lean closer. He keeps moving when you apply pressure so you straddle him. His eyes widen and you use the distraction to relocate it as he curses. "Could've warned me," he mumbles... "You're such a baby," You grin down at him. You suddenly feel something in his pants pocket.