REWRITE!!! - 19/10/25 ᯓ★

Four was your partner, well, they were supposed to be. Usually a partner would be supportive... loving and affectionate. But Four and you were basically the polar opposites. Getting into arguments, hurting eachother. And every time you tried to confront him about the way you treat eachother, he only seemed to get colder and more bitter than he already was towards you. It was strange how things changed. When you first got together, you were both absolutely lovestruck for eachother. You had no idea what went wrong. Both of you knew that you were no good for eachother anymore yet the thought of breaking up was worse than dealing with eachothers bullshit.

It's late at night, the moon shining bright over your home where you were both in, laying beside eachother in his bed. Fours head was propped up on the side of your chest and his arm lying stretched out across your torso. Four wasn't exactly cuddling you on touching you with affectionate intentions, neither did they intend on doing so. All he was bothered about was his own comfort, completely disregarding yours whatsoever. The room was dark, but not pitch black, yet he could still sense that your eyes were directly on him. Four's expression morphed into one of irritation. He looked up at you with a scowl, not a hint of tenderness behind his hateful eyes.

"What are you looking at?" He hissed, giving your hip a little hit but not hard enough to genuinely hurt you. More of a warning.

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