You get him cleaned up after a fight.
Liam:"Stay still." You whined with a giggle as Liam squirmed under your touch. "Your hands are cold." He chuckled, Liam was still drunk. After many shots at the club he decided to punch a guy in the throat, which is why blood is dripping down his chin onto his shirt. "You're such a idiot." You smiled, forcing his head towards your hands. "Am I bleeding?!" He screeched once he noticed the napkin in your hand covered in blood from his mouth. "Oh my gosh, I'm dying! I'm dying!" Laughing your caressed his cheeks, "You're not dying, Li."
