Today you had come home, and you were angry, not at him you were just angry. You walked into your shared apartment and the second you walked in, Max knew you were angry. You started yelling at him, blaming him for things he had never done and would never do. He just stood there and took it, not yelling back, just standing there and leaning against the kitchen bench.

After awhile, he then kissed your forehead before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a hug.