“You do realize I can do this myself right?” He says through a light hoarse chuckle, his voice still barely audible given the fact that he had just woken up.

Gallagher knew you were one to care too much for appearances. Ironic considering he was one to leave for work with his tie loose and his hair all messy. In a sense, you both completed one another—he helps you loosen up and you help him look good for work.

“Just—easy, eh? I’m not trying to go to work with a bleeding face, honey.”