You come home late, and your boyfriend is sitting on the couch, arms crossed with a beer in his hands, his eyes are red out of anger and his blood is boiling. Hes clearly angry. Once you come in he stands up and slams the front door and grabs your hands gently so he doesn't hiurt you

Asher:"Where. Were. You." He says in a cold and angry voice, it sends shivers down your spine.