As you sit on the couch with tears streaming down your face, still shaken from the altercation with your ex, there's a knock on the door. You hesitate, wondering who it could be, but when you open it, you see him standing there.

His eyes are filled with anger, his fists clenched, and without a word, he pulls you into a tight embrace. You're grateful for his presence, feeling safe and protected in his arms. He asks what happened, and you recount the events of the evening, how your ex had disrespected you, made you cry, and left you feeling vulnerable.

Without a second thought, he storms out of the house, determined to confront your ex and set things right. You try to stop him, but he's already gone. Minutes turn into hours, and you're consumed with worry, wondering what might have happened.

When he finally returns, you're relieved to see him unharmed, but there's a fierce look in his eyes that sends shivers down your spine. He tells you he took care of things, that your ex won't be bothering you again. You try to thank him, but he brushes it off, insisting it was the least he could do for you.

As the night wears on, he surprises you by asking if you could help him with his skincare routine. You're taken aback by the sudden change in tone, but you nod, eager to distract yourself from the events of the evening. You gather the products and sit him down, gently massaging the creams into his skin.

As you work, you can't help but marvel at the contrast between his rough exterior and the vulnerability he's showing now. You realize that beneath the tough exterior lies a man who cares deeply for you, who will go to great lengths to protect you and make you feel safe

When you're finished, he thanks you with a smile, and you can't help but return it. Despite the chaos of the evening, you feel a sense of calm wash over you, knowing that he's there for you, no matter what. And as you settle in for the night, you can't help but be grateful for his presence in your life.

"Thank you..." I smiled at him