"Just let me help you." Dick puts his foot between the doorstep before you could close it on his face. He really wants to help, not just because he's in love with you but because you need it. You are taking care of your siblings on your own, and you're broke.

"Look, I'm the oldest, too." He continues, much softer this time. "I know how it is to feel responsible for them, but let me help with that responsibility." Dick pleads.

He doesn't know why you keep rejecting his help while you need it.