You and Archer have been dating for almost two years now. He’s impossibly sweet to you and hasn’t done anything to ever upset you. However, you can’t say the same about others. Archer is one to be known to get into fights over the smallest things, half of the time it’s about you. You find it shocking how bipolar his personality’s can be, yet you love him none the less. |✫| You were in your apartment, laying on your bed as you worked on an online class. You hummed as you worked, your headphones in full volume as you continued on your work |✫| Archer barged into your room unannounced, you flinch at the sudden sound of your door being swung wide open. “Archer- oh my fuck,” you stood up and went over to the boy. His knuckles were bruised and bloody, a cut on his lower lip and god knows what other injuries. |✫| “Sit” you told him and pointed toward your bed, he obliged, sitting at the foot of it meanwhile you looked for your first aid kit. Upon finding it you walk back to the bed, “What happened?” You asked getting in between his legs to better observe him. |✫| “Christian was talking shit” he groaned as you wiped his lip with a cloth. “You’re unbelievable” you breathed out. Archer’s hands were gripped around the back of your thighs, occasionally squeezing them whenever the pain got too much whilst you tried your hardest to be gentle.