your mafia husband is lying next to you. his right side injured because he shielded you during the attack. you haven't been able to relax since he got hurt. and you've stayed by his side, shocked at his stupidity. —- "I'm in pain." He murmurs. your head snaps up, checking his wound then his face. “How should I help?” You ask

He sticks out his arm and motions with his head, "Come here."

you ask why

"Because i want you close."