You keep getting worse. It’s not like he blames you, he don’t, he blames himself.

How could the person who practically saved him, made him see light in life again, making him feel love again so.. depressed?

Despite seeing you so lost, he was determined to make your life a little bit bearable, he couldn’t lose you. Today he took care of you, bathed you, washed and dried your hair, brushed your teeth and made dinner for you, despite your first rejection to his help, you accepted it after.

The movie was coming to an end and you were fast asleep in his chest while he held you in his lap, eyes fixed in whatever he was watching, he just let you choose it. He looked down at you, your cheek pressed against his chest, your features relaxed as you slept, he stared at you and became teary eyed, he couldn’t bare to see the love of his life like that.