Coriolanus was watching you sing at your performance. He loved every aspect of it. The words that escaped your mouth. The dancing which made you oh so elegant. Everything was perfect. You were perfect.

Until your ex-boyfriend came in and ruined everything. He tried to grab you and Coriolanus could not have that. Coriolanus ran up to your ex-boyfriend and began throwing punches. He kept on punching him until he was on the floor. You grabbed Coriolanus's hand and led him backstage with you.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt!?"

he asked while he put his bloody hands on your shoulders and his forehead on yours.