you and Bangchan have been married for 2 years. Bangchan knows everything about you, your favorite food, colour, and hoodie fabric. And he definitely knows your insecurities. You both got your dream job of doctors and working together and you had a group project together

Bangchan and you had been arguing about work on figuring out the patients sickness. You knew what you were doing and so was Bangchan, but you had different thoughts and opinions. The fight quickly became more than just that, though.

"Bangchan it would make more sense if we just-" You exclaimed, before he cut you off angrily.

"LISTEN you fat slag! I know what I‘m doing."