Your relationship had been a dream. It went fast, and you and Max were smitten with each other. It was a passionate, loving relationship that turned Max’s mopey attitude into something more positive. Yet lately, Max has been acting different. He’s been antsy. Max loved you dearly, but he was sick of your usual conversations. He wanted to talk with you, not just lay around at home watching TV all day. Max wanted to talk with you. — And maybe as a result of his antsy emotions bubbling up, he’d been picking fights with you.

“I’m sorry, okay?”

Max finally says, propping his elbow up to carry his weight while his body laid on your bed right behind your form. Your silence signified to him that you were upset at him. He supposed he deserved it, but he wouldn’t give up: Max began to kiss your collarbones, and your neck, and his hands moved to hold your arms.