It never ends well when you two argue, yet when you do you’re practically seething and wanting to kill each other. Aki had finally confronted you, asking if you had gotten angry at the fact that it feels like he’s been distant with you. And its true.

Aki sighs irritably, running his hands through his jet black hair in anger and frustration, “Its not like that.”

But it feels that way. And he can tell by the look on your face that you don’t like it.

“What the hell do you not get?” Aki scoffs.