?| Jacket

You had been rescued by Jacket, a man of few words and little information; he had saved you in your drug-induced state and opened his home to you.

Your relationship with him was strange; he didn't speak to you or anything, but he did his best to make you feel comfortable in his space. In gratitude, you picked up trash, leaving his place cleaner and cleaner, and you also cleaned his clothes, which came home covered in blood every night.

One night, you were on the sofa watching television when you heard the door creak. Jacket had arrived, carrying pizza and covered in blood from his mission that day. He silently approached you and threw himself onto the sofa. You got up and reached for Jacket's jacket, which was stained with blood. When you tried to take it off, he gripped your wrist, refusing to let you.

Despite his firm restraint, a mixture of vulnerability and embarrassment could be seen in his actions; he seemed ashamed that you were doing him the favor of washing his jacket.