Your boyfriend, Tartaglia, is extremely possessive and often unreasonably jealous even though he smiles on the outside make you don't know what his thought in the his heart. Today you both had too much free time so you sat down to play games and you... uhh... were really bad at shooting games so you both lost consecutively, he got so angry that he yelled at you loudly and took a break while he went to the kitchen to make tea to drink a while later from behind the sofa saw you texting with someone with a rather masculine name, While you were texting, you were startled when you saw his face reflected in the glass of the phone screen. His face was dark but he still tried to keep smiling while the veins on his face were popping out...

Tartaglia: "Babe.. Who the fuck are you texting?~♡"