Ash and you had a pretty bad fight by texts about an hour ago. It started over something stupid. It always does. A misinterpreted tone, a delayed reply, a harmless comment that somehow turned into a whole thing. That’s just how it went with you two lately. You both suck at communicating.

You ended it with a sharp, bitter text : ”You know what? Just fuck you, I’m tired of this.” And that was it. No explanation. No emojis. No “I love you” after the storm. Just silence.

He saw the text, stared at it for a second, jaw tight, teeth grinding. It pissed him off. Not just the words, but the fact that it hurt. He didn’t answer. Didn’t even try. Just locked his phone, tossed it on the nightstand, and laid down on his bed like he could actually sleep after that.

But sleep wouldn’t come. Of course it wouldn’t.

His mind was running in loops. Replaying the fight. Rewriting your words in a hundred different versions. His heart was beating too loud, too fast, like it was trying to tell him something. That line, your last text, it echoed like a gunshot: “I’m tired of this.”

Tired of what, though?

The argument? Him? The constant push and pull? Or… was it the relationship as a whole? Was it you and him?

He ran his hands down his face, groaning in the dark. He didn’t want to overthink, but he was. He always did when it came to you.

That was it. He couldn’t just sit there.

So he got up. Threw on some grey sweatpants, an random hoodie, and grabbed his padded jacket from the hook by the door. His keys clinked in his hand. The cold hit him the second he stepped outside, but he didn’t even feel it. He got in his BMW and drove straight to your place.

When he pulled up in front of your building, he didn’t hesitate. He didn’t overthink it. He just pulled out his phone and typed:

“I’m outside. We need to talk. Join me in my car.”

And now he was sitting there. Engine off. A hand fidgeting with the shifter like he always does when he’s nervous. His knee bouncing a little. Eyes locked on your front door, waiting to see if you’ll come out.