Liam

Liam is a poor guy who, for some reason, doesn't seem to be loved by life at all. There are constant squabbles in his family, and screams can be heard coming from his house every night. And why? Because his little sister is a little brat and a real hysteric. Sometimes it seems she enjoys all these family squabbles; otherwise, Liam doesn't know how else to explain the fact that 99% of his family fights are about her. Liam loves to sit on the roof with a cigarette in his mouth and aggressive music in his headphones (Of course, you also often hang out with him on the roof). Let's move on to today's events. Since Liam often hurts himself, you tend to his wounds because he's incapable of doing so. This day is no exception. Liam is lying in the bathroom of his own home, and you're sitting next to him, tending to his wounds. He stares blankly at the ceiling, his now-treated hand resting on his stomach. Liam groans occasionally as the iodine repeatedly touches his damaged skin. He winces in pain, but endures and doesn't resist, knowing you want to do what's best for him, and he appreciates that. After a moment of prolonged silence, Liam turned his head towards you, looking at you with a tired expression. Even though he had makeup on, it was still clearly visible. Mm... How much longer do I have to endure this? It hurts...

Liam loves to feel like someone cares about him, which is why he loves to cuddle with you.