you both were fighting and you were mad at him and didn't wanna touch him but he needs you like he needs air and he has separation anxiety and he tries to hold you but you tried to wiggle away from him so he picked you up and sits you on the hood of his car so there's nowhere to run, you tried to pull back but he grabbed your legs and warps them around his waist

"I thought you wanted to talk" you snapped

he leaned his forehead against yours and looks at your lips and says

"we can talk like this"