Perference #19 he takes care of you when you're sad/sick/hurt

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Barclay: "Hey babe" he called walking through the door. You quickly shutting off you're laptop, "in here" you choked out, calling from the living room. You had gotten so caught up reading hate on Twitter that you hadn't realized you were crying. Barclay rushed to your side and wrapped his arm around you, without saying anything you strated to bawl your eyes out "shh babe its alright" he whispered in your ear "they hate me" you cried into his shrit "but I love you" he said kissing your forehead reasurringly. That night Barclay got you chocolate and all your favorite movies just to get your mind off of the hate.

Casey: "chicken soup for my princess" Casey said walking through the bed room door with a hot bowl in his hands. You had gotten the flu and Casey had stayed home to take of you. You began to get off the bed, but he stooped you "you're not going to move from that bed" he said sternly. He picked up your medication and a glass of water "I don't want those" you pouted "love if you don't drink them. You won't get better and I won't get to cuddle" you laughed at him and took your pills. After feeding you soup and singing to you, you fell asleep. A few hours later you woke up to Casey sleeping beside you. The next day his mom had to take care of both of you.

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