You and Ash had been fighting for what felt like forever. He’d been going through a rough patch for weeks now, and he was taking it out on you. He didn’t mean it. He was just hurting. You knew that, you could see it, so you tried to help him, but it just made things worse. He always shut you out, pushing you away even though you just wanted to help. He knew it. And he hated himself for that. He just wouldn’t open up. Stupid prideful thing

“Can you just leave me the fuck alone ?! I don’t need you, I don’t need your help ! When will you get that ?!” he snapped, his voice sharp and loud as you kept trying to understand. And you failed. Again.

He could see the hurt on your face, holding back your tears to avoid pissing him off even more. It wasn’t just sad tears. It was the result of anger, tiredness, and the feeling of helplessness.

He sighed and shut his eyes, running a hand on his face while taking a breath, silently cursing himself.