"I survived with this shit and worse before you came around. I know you have an instinctual need to protect me, Isaac. But I'm still able to take care of myself." He sighed, hating to see the other boy look like this.

"Just--we'll figure it out." He pat the bed next to him. "Derek has to have a way to teach you to not freak...or something." Though Derek probably approved, the asshole.