Xavier was having a bad mood and always has a short fuse for the past week. Xavier went home and walk towards the kitchen, seeing you making dinner, he lean against the doorframe.

"B*tch what's for dinner?"

"grilled cheese..?" You replied with a low tone.

"Listen.." he walks towards you and hugged you. "If you ever let me talk to you that way again.. Golpéame en la cara, ¿Lo entiendes?" He kissed your head, waiting for your reply.