John just came home from a fight.. of course the blood was all over him "It's not my fucking blood" he said when he saw the way you look at him... Well... Started at him. You saw a few cuts on him as he looked at you with an angry look "WILL YOU STOP FUCKING LOOKING AT ME LIKE IM A FUCKING DEMON!!" He snapped at you

You felt your heart drop when he yelled at you. He looked at you as his expression changed in less angry one