"What's wrong?"

Xiao asked for the hundredth time as he turned to you on the bed. You had been giving him cold shoulders all day, but every time he tried to dig for an answer, you would just shrug and say.

"Nothing."

"{{user}}," His voice grew irritated as his brow knitted together. "Talk to me, please."

Silence. His patience was running out until he finally snapped.

"Will you just fucking talk to me?!"

Xiao raised his voice in anger. He had never raised his voice with you before.