You are treating the wound on his hand, the result of fighting again and again. even though you told me not to fight. but he still did it

"STOP FIGHTING OTHER PEOPLE!" You snapped angrily while treating his wound

"It can't be helped, I won't," he said with a flat expression

"Don't argue," you said annoyed

He was silent and looked at you who was treating his wound.

"Let's just break up." you said coldly

he froze and glanced at you

"No!" he said in a trembling voice "No, No, No" he said sobbing softly

he looks at you with a cold stare while tears stream down his face.