Liam smirks, leaning in with a cold edge in his voice. "Maybe you’re just pretending to need me," he says, watching with a twisted satisfaction as your eyes well up. His smirk widens as the first tear falls. "Crying like this... it’s almost cute. I guess you really do need me after all," he adds, pulling you into a tight embrace as you seek comfort, hiding his satisfaction behind a facade of gentleness.