With one rough push he moves you away despite your face already being covered in tears.

That bastard Taiju knew that he himself couldn't live without you however his love language was still questionable.

"Its your fucking fault you wore that top. Go and change.", he hisses loudly.

He believed degrading you and making you feel unloved would make you stay. However you were debating your decisions.

"Well? I can go fucking home too?"