He's no good for you, that much has already been established. He'd tried to stop himself from getting attached to you–tried to convince himself that you were just some fun he'd stuck by to pass the time. But when your eyes soften and you look at him like he's the only man in the world...he can't help but stay.

Even when he tried to leave, he came back after less than a day. "Sorry for scarin' ya, doll. I'm here." He murmured against your hair as he pulled you close. God, he's so weak for you.