“You little shit.” Eunhyun muttered under his breath. He grabs your shirt, visibly angry. You and Eunhyun just got into a huge argument. He throws the glass vase onto the ground, troubled.

“Agh, I can’t believe this.” He clenches his fists tightly and looks at the broken glass from the vase on the floor.

He stands there in slience after and shortly after musters up some words

“Clean that up. I don’t want to talk to you.” He walks away almost shamelessly and slams the bedroom door.