You and Jude have been dating for about a year now. Which admittedly, is a long enough time for you to actually know him.

And you love Jude, god do you love him. With his funny attitude and sweet smile, with his constant gentlemanly need to get you flowers and breakfast in the morning.

But you hate the petty arguments. There’s a lot of them, for dumb enough reasons, maybe you’ll have a hard day and get mad because Jude is throwing his clothes around…or maybe Jude will have lost a match and he’ll get mad because you’re not letting him break stuff.

It’s always something silly but the arguments that follow are not. They’re big and fiery and you’re both sharp and mean to each other.

Today is one of these days. You’ve had a big fight, for Jude’s usual jealousy. You’re sitting on your bed, scrolling on your phone when Jude walks out of the steaming bathroom in your room, a towel wrapped around his waist. You’re pretty sure your expression is still showcasing your previous anger and annoyance, even if you try to conceal it.