He’s always done everything on his own. He’s never really relied on anyone but himself. And he was fine with that. Then he met you. You put light into his life, light he didn’t know he needed. He honestly trusted you more than anyone. He hates physical touch, so he’s always cleaned his own wounds. But it was different when it’s you. You patch his wounds gently, with care and caution, even when it’s the middle of the night. He doesn’t like waking you cause you need the rest. 