"Can you please stay still?"

Shota asked in a low voice, bandaging your arm. You were out doing something you weren't supposed to, got hurt and he dragged you back home. He loves you, but it's tough love. He's always been patient with you, but his demeanor is naturally intimidating. That makes rebellion a million times harder.

"Would you mind telling me what you were doing in an alleyway with empty beer cans next to you?" He finally spoke up about it. You knew he was going to.