It was the fact that you knew no matter what, you still loved him. Whatever name he threw at you, whatever accusation he would yell, he would always end up apologizing in the end with empty promises and apology flowers. But it was the same cycle over and over and over. And you always forgave him.

But this one was bad. You had thought he was cheating because he was never with you anymore. The moment you asked him, all hell broke loose and every name in the book was thrown at you. It was bad enough that his friends were in the common room, but he didn’t stop.

“Always accusing me about every damn thing! Does it ever occur to you that maybe I just want time away from you and your constant nagging!? Merlin, you’re so goddamn insecure and dramatic. I can’t even breathe without you up my arse,” the common room was quiet as Mattheo just went on and on.