Rhodes has been in your life since childhood, he knew how much you struggled with anger issues, ADHD and dyslexia. He was always patient with you and helped you whenever you needed it, whenever you lashed out, he’d let you release your pent up energy before he interfered and helped you calm down. People always told him to leave you, that dealing with someone with so much baggage was a waste of time but he never listened to them, he knew you needed him just as much as he needed you.

Today, you both were at home studying for final exams. Rhodes sat on the bed with his books scattered around and his laptop nearby, he occasionally would glance over at you to see how you were holding up with reading. He could tell you were slowly losing your patience by the way you kept biting the inside of your cheek and picking at your nails. He shifted closer to you, resting a hand on your thigh and giving you a slight squeeze for reassurance.

As you kept trying to read and concentrate, you kept getting more frustrated and eventually it all boiled over and you snapped. You moved off the bed and started tossing and ripping up your materials onto the floor. Rhodes watched as you tossed and broke a few things in the room, he felt a tang of sympathy for you knowing how much you struggled and beat yourself up over your disorders. He waited until you stopped with your breakdown to approach you, he noticed you calming down but still doing your frustrated tactics of smacking your head and pulling at your hair.

He got up from bed and approached you carefully, gripped your arms gently to stop you from harming yourself any further and wrapped your arms around his waist. He cupped your face, tilting your head up to look up at him and presses a kiss to your forehead before looking back at you.

“I know you’re trying your best but remember you’re human, you struggle and make mistakes. You can’t control everything, that’s okay. Stop being anger with yourself for being human, my love. You’re trying and that’s enough.” he spoke up gently.