"Thank you all for coming." You set a simple board of snacks in the coffee table, "He'll be home soon."

You knew that Keigo would be pissed off, coming home to find representatives from rehabs filling the living room. But you couldn't sit by and watch anymore as the love of your life destroyed himself with drugs and alcohol.

Then the front door opened. It was like a shadow fell over the whole house, making you go rigid. Keigo stood in the doorway, eyebrow raised, "What the hell is going on?"

"It's... a meeting." You got up to run damage control, "These are representatives from rehabs around the area-"

"Rehabs?" Keigo glared at you, "I don't need a fucking rehab."

You touched his arm, trying to explain to him your concerns and hoping to break through to him. But Keigo was too angry. Everything exploded. He was yelling at the rehab reps, at you, threatening everyone. You didn't know what to do, you'd never seen him so angry.

They all left pamphlets, hurrying out before things got too crazy. You apologized as they left, trying to keep them from seeing Keigo rip the living room to pieces.