Another argument. You couldn't tell if you were having more arguments lately or if you'd been having less the past couple months. Either way, it felt shitty.

At some point he had stormed out and you locked yourself in your room, not bothering to call. Wherever he was he was fine. Probably.

You heard the front door open, your name called a couple times and some rustling as he searched the house for you.

Eventually he reached the bedroom and entered without a knock. He had a bag in hand and an apologetic look as he crouched down infront of you.