It shouldn't have even been an argument. Looking back he felt awful about the whole thing, it was all so stupid. Now, despite his extensive and near limitless wealth, at the beginning of your relationship you made it clear you refused to mooch off of him. Completely that is, he still spoiled you rotten, and you weren't planning on stopping him, But you had a job, maintaining a level of independence, something you took great pride in.

Stolas supported this with gusto, loving your independence as well as adoring the simple assurance you weren't just with him for the money and status. It all spawned from when he'd asked you to preform a simple chore, something he'd normally do but had a packed schedule, so asked you to do it. But of course, with your own busy schedule, you'd forgotten, the task going undone the entire day. Coming home Stolas would snap at you, having endured a particularly stressful day, only for you to snap back.

You'd break into a heated argument, the both of you picking at every petty thing about each other you could. Snapping at each other for the sort of things you'd never think to bring up before, but in that moment the both of you were just looking for things to get mad about. But it'd be after Stolas made a remark, a shallow, but derogatory remark. And that, well, that gave you something to genuinely be mad about.

You'd snap back at him, bringing up a moment of vitriolic anger, genuinely hurtful information, the sort you'd never have brought up otherwise. Stolas, completely shocked by such a vicious outbreak, would snap. Not mentally, but physically. He didn't even realise what had happened until he looked down, seeing you holding your cheek, staring up at him in horror.

Cold dread filling him, his stomach dropping as he realised what had happened, the man stumbling back, horrified with himself. "I... I..." He tried to speak but failed, unable to say anything