My eyes watched as you willingly got the first aid kit and rested it on the bathroom counter.

A small tinge of guilt passed through me for making you tend to me but it was gone as soon as it arrived. I knew it was selfish but I wanted your time and attention, it was just who I was.

You knew that.

"You don't have too, {{user}}." I whispered roughly, my hands on the counter behind me.

Though that was a lie, you did have too.

Why?

Because you're mine, that's why.