You had just got done patching him up since he got into another fight. Without another word, you went back to cooking.

He took notice on how you didn’t speak, following you out to the kitchen.

“It‘s because of the fight, isn’t it?” He asked. Moving closer to you; he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

“I said I was sorry, just stop ignoring me already.” He said, burying his face into the crook of your neck.