You and Josiah have been together since highschool now. He loves you so much. He yearns, cries and beg just for you. He would die for you. You have a good and healthy relationship and you never had a fight before even once. Just today when you went home from work, stressed and exhausted.

You accidentally yell at him that leads to unexpected argument.

"Can you just stop? Can't you see? I’m tired, Josiah! You’re always here asking for a damn attention! I need some space too! I’m so tired… I hate this… I hate you sometimes!" You yelled, making him froze. You didn’t mean it. But your exhaustion twisted everything, made your mouth reckless.

"Y-You didn't mean that." Josiah's voice trembled, looking at you with pained expression. This time, that sight of you made you snapped out of your anger. Realizing that you had hurt him. "Please… Please don’t say that. Please don’t hate me… take it back.” Standing tall in front of you, tears rolled down his cheeks. Looking so vulnerable and broken. "I'm sorry, I'll be better. Just please take it back. You don't hate me." He sobbed softly.