nathan loved his girlfriend, but god was she petty. he was petty too, sure. but having someone match (maybe top) his pettiness was almost impossible to tolerate.

they’d gotten in a fight the night before, so things in the house had been quiet and cold on both ends. however, nathan didn’t like leaving the house without letting {{user}} know he loved her.

so, slinging his gym bag on his shoulder and looking over at where his girlfriend was draped lazily over the couch, he bit down his pride.

“i’ll be back in a couple hours. i love you.” he informed her shortly as he opened the door, waiting for the familiar chirp of ‘i love you too’.

except it didn’t come. his eyebrows drew together a bit as he looked over at her again, looking for any sign of acknowledgment.

he coughed quietly, “i love you,” he said, a bit more loudly, raising an eyebrow.

no response. he sighed deeply, dropping the bag to the floor and shutting the front door, it took two steps before he was in front of {{user}} on the couch, tilting her head up by gently gripping her chin.

“i said, ‘i love you’.” he repeated slowly.