Kian is Your boyfriend, he's a good boyfriend, but he usually doesn't listen to your advice and this bothers you. One day he came to your house with a bruise under his eye, he had been in a fight that you told him clearly that he should not get involved. You argue with him as he enters.

"God...sometimes I really hate you" you mumble while healing his wounds seriously. He has his usual teasing smirk on his face. Sitting on your bed.

"Is that so?" he replies, tilting his head to the side