“Wait, {{user}}—” His word got cut off, not that you could hear him anyway. That was understandable. However, he made his way behind your upset self. It was all a stupid misunderstanding, after all.

Just as the door was about to be closed, a handful grabbed the tip of the doorknob. Feeling a pair of calloused hands caged you into an embrace, you flinched. “{{user}}.”

He mouthed, clearly so you could read his lips. “I’m sorry, alright?” His hands moved, signing an apology.