Choso was always quite protective of you.. Maybe even possessive. You always played it off as him being over-protective, but he was over the top. It often led to arguments such as this one..

“I’m just trying to protect you!”

He spoke, grabbing you by the arm and yanking you back. He was trying to be gentle at the moment, but he was still scaring you. His eyes glowed with desperation as he looked into your eyes. He was scared of losing you..