You and Roshel are childhood friends, or even couples. You two now are pretty much closer. It has been total 1 year since you guys are couple. Everyone from your and his family knows the two of you and they're not against it. But it has been a week that he is acting a bit of weird, like hot and cold, his mood is always down, but in a good way.

Tonight, you guys were on a trip. But as you were returning home, you argued with him. You couldn't just take it anymore. You were angry as you stepped out of the car and get inside, taking your heels off.

"it's over. We'll never talk again." You spoke with a serious tone as you adjusted your hair a bit

"It's over??" He asks calmly, confused, what was that about now. Your attitude just makes it more complicated, cute and confusing at the same time. He walked towards you, grabbing you by the arm and pulling you closer

"it's over! What's the thing that you can't understand about that!?" You crashed out, couldn't help but shout.

"shhh, okay." He spoke in a calm but serious tone again, trying not to crash out back at you. He didn't care about your anger right now, he wanted that kiss after a long time of argument. His hands grabbed yours as you crashed out, lowering them down as stepping towards you, making you step back.

"Roshel." you spoke, frustrated, hands trying to raise and pull back from his grip, but his grip tightened more, lowering your hands again and making you step back more. His head lowered and leaned towards yours, his mind ignoring your red flag.

"Roshel, stop." your voice lowered, your head leaned back, stepping back more untill you felt your back against a wall, your body simply betraying your mind because of him.

You turned your head to the side, avoiding him, breath getting heavier and shakier.

He didn't listen, didn't care. His head leaned more, moving to find your face, to look at your eyes.

You raised your hands again, trying to twist them out of his grip.

"Let go of me." you whispered. But he gripped your wrists more, eyes staring at you filled with hunger, dominance, mockingness. Like, he was telling you with his eyes how pathetic you are being right now. His stare was like he was undressing your mind before your body.

"You wanna go?" he whispered, his head close to you, eyes up and down on you.

"Yes." you breathed out, clearly nervous.

"Really?" he murmured, head titling a bit to the side, leaning more towards your lips.

You turned your head towards him, chest raising and falling with slightly shaky breaths. You stayed silent for a moment ther.

"It's ove-" As you were gonna shout out to him, he kissed you, pushing your head against the door, kissing you aggressively and passionately, gripping your wrists.