His jaw ticks as he watches the clock, foot tapping impatiently before his head snaps up at the sound of the door opening— moving to stand and quickly making his way to the front entrance of their shared apartment.

“You’re late.” He seethes out, eyebrows furrowed. “Why the hell were you so late.”

It's not the first time he's quick to be upset at the late arrival, body tense and eyebrows pinched together as his voice lowers, expression going vulnerable.

"You wouldn't be cheating on me, would you...?"