Stephen squeezed his eyes shut as he sat beside you on the couch, you had such a way of finding the worst time to argue with him.

His head was pounding from staying up all last night studying and then spending all day at work, just for you to complain about him being late.

"Please don't be mad, dear. It's just work, okay?" He was trying to ease the already grating situation by playing the doting and caring boyfriend.