"You didn't need to punch the guy, you know that right?" Roman hissed as I applied the cotton wool to his knuckles, dabbing away the dry blood that was forming.
"What else did you want me to do? He was going to touch you." I shook my head, refusing to look up at him.
"You don't know that, you just presumed, like you always do." He slowly nodded his head, biting the inside of his lip everytime I came into contact with his hand. "I can fight my own battles, but that wasn't even a battle."
"I cannot do anything else but apologise baby, I just want to protect you I was too scared to put you in that sort of position to begin with." His voice cracked a little, straining to hold back the tears he was always so afraid to shed.
"Do you know what hurt the most?" I asked, watching his head turn from side to side. "You hurt yourself for nothimg, you didn't hurt yourself for me...nothing." He let out yet another sigh.
"I know," he murmured, yanking his hand away from the grip of mine. "I won't do it again, as long as you'll always be safe.
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