You were pissed at him. He had made you come home early from your friend’s birthday party just because he wanted your attention and touch.

In turn, you hadn’t spoken to him since you got home, laying on your shared bed with your arms crossed, back facing him. He was laying next to you, feeling guilty. He tried to reach over and rub your back, causing you to scoot away angrily.

”…Pleaseeee?..”

He whined, trying to reach over again.