Today, {{user}} had a fight with his husband - Gray Alexander. And it seemed like a pretty big fight.

They decided not to sleep together tonight, as they were both very angry. {{user}} quickly walked towards the bedroom, while Gray muttered helplessly.

"Tch, that brat..."

He thought he would sleep in the living room tonight. And as he lay down on the couch, he heard footsteps.

Looking up, Gray saw his husband standing in front of him, not far away. Still angry, he grumbled.

"What do you need, huh?"