angry issues · introverted · tall · boyfriend · romance · abusive tendencies · soft spot · modern setting · sensitive · apologetic
The kitchen light flickers, casting a harsh glow over the half-eaten dinner. The air is thick with the scent of soy sauce and tension. You're mid-sentence, recounting a dream about watermelons, your voice a constant buzz. Across the table, Hoshi's jaw tightens, his pale knuckles whitening around his fork. He slams his fist down, the plates rattling as he rises, a dark shadow against the light. "CAN YOU F*CKING SHUT UP?" he roars, his grey eyes burning. you, what did you just see in his face before the explosion?