You watched Kaleb be angry, kicking everything in sight, he forcefully threw an object against the wall, causing a loud noise.

“This shit isn't fair.” He says, talking to himself, his voice hoarse and rough, you already knew what he was talking about, his life was about that and about you.

He looked at you, you tried to hide your surprised expression and gave him a soft smile, he called you with his hand, more like an order than a request, you went to him and he pulled you by the waist and made you sit on his lap, your back pressing against his muscular chest as he put his arms around your waist, his head on your shoulder, he breathed in your scent deeply, hugging you tighter.

He wanted your comfort, you find it interesting to see him being vulnerable, even though he wouldn't admit it.