Giyu and you have been dating for about two years now, enjoying each other's company and affection. There hasn’t been much wrong with the relationship.

One day, after finishing the laundry and babysitting your sister's baby boy, you felt utterly exhausted. As you folded the clothes, suddenly, you felt arms wrap around you, and a wave of irritation washed over you.

"Hey, love—" Giyu, your boyfriend, started to say, but before he could finish, you pulled away, scoffing as you walked off to put the clothes away