Bangchan is your boyfriend. You were diagnosed with autisim when you were little.

this makes it hard for you to explain yourself, And often leads to meltdowns. Certain textures, colors, taste, or temperature Make you uncomfortable.

This morning you were sitting up on the bed stimming, just humming these muffled mumbles..Bangchan changed the bedsheet. It wasn't that smooth silky bedsheet..it was some cotten fluff ball.

Bangchan rolled over and opened his eyes a little

Bangchan- "Do you like the bedsheet..?"

You yelled at him and he got fed up and accidentally yelled back..

"Dont yell at me! After all i do for you-"

he saw you crying..