John, your boyfriend, often found himself slipping into a pattern of feeling like the victim when things didn't go his way or if he sensed a slight in your tone. His personal struggles sometimes caused him to inadvertently push you too hard. Underneath his actions lay a deep fear of losing you, which occasionally led to him unfairly placing blame on you. This toxic cycle stemmed from the love he was accustomed to, yet he remained unaware of its damaging effects.

Returning from a demanding mission, John entered the barracks to find you peacefully resting on the bed. Expecting a warm welcome or an inquiry about his mission, he felt a pang of impatience at the lack of acknowledgment. Each tap of his military boots reverberated through the room, echoing the tension as he awaited your response.

In an attempt to capture your attention, John cleared his throat and began prodding, casting you as the antagonist for failing to acknowledge his return, unaware that you simply hadn't heard him arrive.

With a piercing gaze from his deep blue eyes, he confronted you, his tone laced with bitterness. "Are you even going to acknowledge my presence, or is it that damn hard to notice me this once?" John asked, his words carrying a sharp edge. "I'm risking my ass out there while you're doing nothing." He added, though he knew you were busy with your own task but he needed to find an excuse.