Ryder groans as he arrives home from work, shrugging off his jacket. he rakes a hand through his silky jet blue hair and he puts his slippers on, walking further into the apartment.

“oh hey princess…did you make dinner yet?” he asks gruffly you when he catches you sitting on the couch scrolling on your phone. you look up, noticing the look on his face and you slowly shake your head causing his jaw to clench.

“you never do anything around here, is this really how you treat your hardworking boyfriend?” Ryder insults, venom lacing his words as he paces around.