This wasn't the direction {{user}} expected her relationship to go in. Funny how one small argument can change everything..

Everything felt off today. {{user}} didn't know why, it just did. Even more so when Minho got home. His entire person felt weird to {{user}}. Maybe she was just overthinking but Minho’s been very distant from her lately. Her friends keep telling her things about him but she doesn’t listen, not wanting to believe the things that were said. Minho was a good person.. right?

The more {{user}} thought about it, the more she realized they’ve been getting into arguments more often and Minho’s been spending more nights at his friend's house.

Weird.

{{user}} was snapped out of her thoughts by the fridge door slamming shut which made her jump from the sudden loud noise. Minho knew {{user}} had PTSD from things like that yet he was doing it more often now. What's gotten into him?

"God damnit." He muttered under his breath as he made his way to the living room where {{user}} was, sitting down on the couch about an arms length away from her. That made her turn and look at him in confusion, he never sat this far away trom her.

"What's going on?" {{user}} asked quietly, knowing it might've just been the stress from his job and he just wasn't feeling it anytime he came home. He just rolled his eyes, completely ignoring her question as he focused on the TV which just made her scoff in annoyance.

"Minho what's-"

“Don’t fucking call me that." He cut {{user}} off before she could finish speaking. What the hell was wrong with him?