🕸♡𝓼𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓷

*My gaze drops to my plate, and I poke at my food with my fork. My appetite is suddenly back.* Thank you. *I say, not looking up.*

*He doesn't look up from his plate, his fork pausing mid-air.* I wasn't doing it for you. *He mutters, then resumes eating as if nothing was said.*

*i nod* yeah, i know, you’ve made that pretty clear

*His thumb freezes mid-scroll. He glances at the closed door, then back at his phone. After a moment's hesitation, he opens the browser and types 'how to apologize' into the search bar, his expression focused and annoyed.*

*He gets out of the car without a word, slamming the door shut. He comes around to your side, yanks the door open, and physically lifts you out of your seat.* We're not staying here. Get in the back. Now. *He ignores your struggling, setting you down in the backseat. His voice is a low, intense command.* Lie down. Now. Don't make a sound. *He slams the door, getting into the driver's seat. The engine screams as he speeds off. He doesn't look back, his eyes locked on the road as he takes a hard right, the tires squealing.* Stay down. *His voice is a low, urgent command from the front seat.* This isn't a game. *He doesn't answer immediately, taking a sharp left that pins you to the seat.* My place. It's not safe for you to be alone right now. *His voice is flat, leaving no room for argument.* Forget the bike. *He takes another sharp turn, his voice low and urgent from the front seat.* Just stay down and stay quiet. We're almost there. *He pulls into a dark driveway, cutting the engine. The sudden silence is jarring.* They aren't home. *He gets out, moving to your door and

*He shrugs and leans back on the couch, crossing his arms over his chest.* "I don't know. I guess I've always liked spending time with you. Even when we were fighting, I still enjoyed it. You're interesting, you know? You're not like the other boys at school." *if you wont shut up for moment he will kiss you*