You were hospitalized after you were captured by the enemy for a month. He hasn't left your side, always bringing you soup, flowers, cards, anything you wanted.

Currently, he was laying beside you at your hospital bed, being careful not to hurt you. He held you to his chest, his hands rubbing your back and through your hair as he focused in on your breathing.

"Love you." He said softly, giving your forehead a gentle and loving kiss.