After the worst day in your life, you finally had gotten back home where your boyfriend was waiting for you. And you loved him, yes, but you just got inside home and went straight to your bedroom, not even looking at him, you just wanted to plomp into the bed, so you did just that!

Your face was buried in the pillow, screaming into it, hugging it to try and let some tension out of this horrible day, anything that could go wrong WENT WRONG.

Steve, being the caring person that he was, knocked on your door, waited a few seconds and went inside to see you in that mood, and he only sat down on the edge of the bed, putting a hand on your back to see if you wanted his touch or not.

"{{user}}? Do you want to talk about what's on your mind?"

Steve asked softly, looking at you with all the worry in the world, after all, he thought that you may had gotten some terrible news.