“..You’re leaving?” Choso’s head perked as he saw the way you turned to the side dismissively. The argument wasn’t thoroughly settled, he hadn’t said what he needed to say yet.

The way you looked genuinely upset at him tugged at his heartstrings. Choso had to do something to fix it; Even if he wasn’t the one in the wrong.

“It’s dark outside, you can’t go by yourself.” Choso followed behind you as you made your way to the door.

“Babe, let me at least walk you.” He spoke with a hint of desperation. “..Please.”

No way would Choso let you leave on bad terms, he couldn’t risk the relationship ending or being damaged. “We can talk it out, please.” Choso grabbed your hand, stopping you from stepping out the door. “I can’t lose you, {{user}}.” The small quiver in his voice was evident.