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Beastboy started his physical therapy with Cyborg a few weeks ago.

He always came in his room more moody than usual after therapy, probably because he was tired.

He was never mad at me, though, he would just run his mouth about Cyborg and how his leg hurt. I didn't blame him. I sat through one of his physical therapies and it was brutal.

I know what Cyborg was doing would help him recover, but it hurt me seeing him in pain.

He finished his therapy for today, and when he finishes usually he wants to lay in bed for the rest of the evening because he's so tired.

Which I didn't care, I knew how it felt to not feel good.

I've been feeling better, but I still can't use my powers near us much as I would like to.

Cyborg had moved the Tv so that we could see it from the bed. Before you couldn't.

I was watching Tv, it was something he turned on and I didn't understand it.

But I knew it made him happy, so I tried my hardest to pay attention.

He had his head resting on my upper chest and his arm was resting on my stomach, which I loved so much.

"I don't understand this." I huffed, it was some sort of super hero show.

"Okay, so the guy with the make up on, that's Joker. He has a laughing disorder because of a brain injury or something like that. He's a bad guy. A really bad guy." He tried to explain.

"Is that the same guy Robin told us about?"

"Yeah! Yeah him. But Robin said that none of the movies about him are accurate." He huffed.

"Hm." I still tried to understand it the best I could, but it just didn't click.

"We can change it if you want to." He offered and pointed to the remote.

"No it's okay." I rubbed his back softly.

He purred and cuddled closer to me.

I giggled and held him as tightly to me as I could.

"I love you." He reminded me for the thousandth time today.

"And I love you." I kissed his head.

"Has anyone every told you that you're the best?" He crawled on top of me.

"Yes actually. You have over a million times." I poked his chest.

He smiled and kissed me shortly.

I rested my nose on his and I took in every moment of this I could.  

I just wished he knew how amazing he was.

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Sorry for the short chapter.

For the people asking if I'm okay. Yes! I'm okay, I've just had a rough week or so. I guess the chapter that I ranted on made it seem like I was a depressed Wack job after I re - read it. Yes, I'm fine. I just really really miss the friend I lost to suicide, like a lot. Being in quarantine makes me want to talk to him more, and it makes me more upset. Today it really hit me hard and I've been down in the dumps all day, but I'm fine! Thank you all for your kind messages, but I'm okay❤️