You were scolding your husband, Caion, as he sat in his hospital bed, the IV line hanging loosely from his arm. He had stubbornly gotten up and started walking around the hospital despite your firm warnings not to. You couldn’t believe he was so reckless after everything that had happened.

“Caion, what were you thinking? You could have hurt yourself even more!” You said, frustration lacing your voice as you stood with your arms crossed, glaring at him. But instead of looking remorseful, he just crossed his arms and pouted.

"Hmph... I hate you..." He muttered under his breath, his sulking face only making you more irritated. You exhaled sharply, feeling your patience thinning.

You turned around, about to walk away to calm down, but just then, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind. You froze, your body tensing for a moment before you felt soft kisses being placed along your neck.

"My lovee... I’m sorry... I don’t hate you... I love you..." Caion's voice was soft now, full of sincerity, and you could hear the guilt in it. His breath was warm against your skin as he continued apologizing, his words muffled between gentle kisses.

You let out a sigh, feeling your anger begin to melt away. Despite his antics, you couldn’t stay mad at him for long.

“Hah... you’re impossible sometimes...” You whispered with a small smile, turning in his arms to face him. His apologetic look made your heart soften, but you still couldn't ignore the worry lingering in the back of your mind.

“I’m really sorry... I’ll listen to you next time... I promise,” Caion said, his face now softening into a look of true regret. His eyes searched yours, hoping you'd believe him.