You didn't even remember how the fight started anymore. It had gotten bad when Leon had started raising his voice at you after you, and now you were yelling at each other, standing in the middle of your kitchen, blaming each other for all the problems in your relationship that you should have discussed earlier.

You both knew that you should have discussed them earlier. Calmly, without yelling, without tantrums, as soon as these problems came up, they should have been dealt with. But for some reason, you were both ignoring them.

Leon walks closer to you, and you stand still. It's not a fight anymore - it's like you're holding your defenses, not taking your eyes off him, yelling back.

And when Leon raises his hand to point to the side in confirmation of his words, you flinch away from him.

You both freeze.

You thought he was going to hit you.

“{{user}}…” Leon says very quietly. You didn't expect this reaction from yourself - you thought it was over, that the past and your fears wouldn't catch up with you again at a random moment. “I wouldn't... I wouldn't have done anything...”