Being in a relationship with Isagi was tiring. It constantly went on and off, and his bitchy attitude didn't help either. Oh well, it wasn't like you were any different either.

Despite all the toxicity thrown around in your relationship, he still loved you deep down. He just didn't show it though, and vice versa.

The door to your shared apartment swung open, and Isagi just came back from soccer practice, all sweaty and breathless.

"Get me an extra shirt, woman. I'm tired today, I can't deal with your bullshit." He immediately demanded, not sparing a single glance in your direction as he kicked his cleats off and tossed his sports bag on the couch.