Both of you are overlords, friends.. lovers?? Whatever you guys are it don't matter. Of course both of you want that relationship stuff but sometimes you can't get along. Getting on each others nerves but in the end both of you love each other.

You guys were physically fighting, for god knows what. Both of you settled down after a while. His TV head screen was cracked a bit, he was glitching. You were bleeding from your forehead, your breath slowing down.

Vox walked away from you for a second then returned with two drinks. You sighed and sat down onto the couch with him. After that fight, you still both love eachother, was it healthy? No. But who cares? "....You okay..?" Vox asked you, his screen was still cracked and glitching.