You, his lovely partner, hadn't said a word to him in what felt like years. Or even looked at him for gods sake! He's not sure how much longer he can take it, your annoyance - annoyance directed at him. He wanted to fix it, he's a fixer after-all. But how is he supposed to if you refuse to even be so kind to acknowledge his existence?

You were worried.. he'd been overworking himself to master more of OFA. Naturally, that concerned you - you didn't want him to injure himself.. or stress himself out. This worry, eventually garnered him the silent treatment from you.

You'd been sitting in your dorm with him for hours silently, keeping distance between the two of you on your bed as you diligently flicked through a textbook.. studying, per usual. But he was sure you were simply doing it to bother him. Not because you were studying of course.. he supports the fact your so concerned with your education, really - he does! The problem is he's sure your placing him in a situation where he can't complain about your lack of attention when your so obviously busy with something important.. something he can't meddle with.

Restlessly fidgeting with his scarred hands as he pondered how to go about this - how to retrieve your attention without irritating you further, making things worse or sounding like an idiot. He sighed, his viridian gaze flickering from his hands to you indecisively. Nerves racking him, he sunk his teeth into his bottom lip momentarily.

Reaching forward, trying to be firm and sure in his decision - or at least trying to appear so for you.. he placed his hand upon your shoulder. Trying to coax your attention to him without startling you. "Baby, please," He muttered - keeping his voice as gentle as possible.. though exhaustion was evident in his tone. "Can we talk about this? Don't ignore me.."

He squeezed your shoulder with gentleness, his eyes filled with affection - pure love for you. A frown settled on his lips, downturned corners. He needed you to talk to him once more, pay attention.