Request - Liam Dunbar “Know-it-all”

“Liam?” You saw how Liam turned his head away from you and you placed a hand on his arm. “Liam, you don’t look okay…” You stuttered a little bit, but Liam turned his arm.
“I’m fine.” He paused for a moment and you saw how he tensed his muscles, how his fingers were curled to form fists. “I have to go…” He wanted to walk away, but you grabbed his shoulder and forced him to stop.
“I can’t let you go like this.” You knew what he was hiding. You knew that he was hiding his sharp teeth, his glowing eyes, the anger that was rolling through his veins, that thing that he couldn’t control and that kept on howling inside of him.
“Let me go!” He moved his arm and you felt how he hit you in the face, causing you to fall on the floor. You had it coming. Liam was a werewolf now, a very explosive werewolf. Both controlled by his IED and his wolf.
“Liam!” You tried to get back on your feet, seeing how your cheek was scratched, how blood was rolling over you face. It didn’t hurt, not as much as your best friend not trusting you did.
“I’m so sorry!” Liam kneeled down next to you. His eyes were wide open, looking like their normal self. His soft fingers were touching the scratch he had just created, far deeper than a human nail would ever go. “I’ll get you to the doctor…” He stood up to help you back on your feet. You were leaning on his arms and were lifting your hand up.
“I’m okay, I’m okay…” You took a few deep breaths and gently touched your own cheek, feeling how it was still bleeding.
“I scratched your face!” Liam shook his head, not understanding why you didn’t go away, why you were still here, leaning on his arms.
“Yeah, those things sometimes happen.” You shrugged your shoulders and touched your cheek again, realising that Liam had been right. You had to go to a doctor. You needed stitches for sure.
“No, these things always only happen to me.” Liam bent his head and you grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at you.
“Liam…” You paused for a short second. The wound on your cheek was slowly starting to sting, but you had more than enough blood, you still had a little bit of time. “This happens to people who don’t let their friends help them.” You whispered and saw how Liam swallowed. He turned his head away, avoiding your glance, avoiding the judging look in your eyes. He thought that you had no idea what was going on, he thought that he was protecting you against the truth.
“There is nothing.” He tried to look confident, but you knew him much longer than just today and saw that he was nervous, that his hands were sweating, that his lip was slightly trembling.
“Liam, could you please just trust me and tell me that someone turned you into a werewolf?” You crossed your arms over your chest. “That would make this friendship so much easier.” You rolled your eyes and saw how Liam looked up.
“Wait, you know about werewolves?” His eyes were wide open and his mouth dropped.
“Yes and now please give me a hug and get me to the doctor.” You smiled and Liam’s lips curled into a smile too, before he wrapped his arms around you.
“Thank you.”