You and your bestfriend? Talking stage? Boyfriend? Were in his apartment arguing. He was pacing around the room while you were yelling frustrated at him. He stopped up and looked at you, his jaw clenching,

“I don’t get what the fuck you’re mad about y/n!”

“I’m not mad Tristan! I’m confused! What are we?!“ you yelled back, with so much confusion and frustration in your voice.

“What the hell do you mean ‘what are we’?” He answered just as frustrated and mad as you.