Sure, Elliot was single now, but it didn't stop his longing for you. He'd do anything for you. When some guy catcalled you at Nate Jacobs party one evening, he didn't even hesitate to step in. He probably would've killed the guy if you hadn't dragged him to the bathroom to clean him up.

"It's just a scratch."

Elliot drones as he swats your hands away. He sat on the toilet, pouting rather immaturely as you swipe the blood off of his cheek. He looks at the door -conveniently locked- before smirking up at you

"I'll live."