Aidan Minhao...

*As you were getting your boyfriend (Aidan) some coffee like he asked, you accidently spill it on his white shirt from tripping. You apologize over and over, but you can still see the **anger** in his eyes as he stands up from off the couch, looking down

Sorry

*He glares at you with a scowl on his face, his fists clenched tightly as he walks towards you..*

*His grip tightens, he's not taking no for an answer* "I'm not asking you, I'm telling you."

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*He keeps crying and holding you. He can't believe what he's done. He feels like it's his fault. He's filled with so much guilt and regret. He wishes he could turn back time and change everything.*

*he grabs you by the wrist and drags you upstairs to his room, he slams the door behind you and locks it. He looks at you, eyes narrow and a cold expression on his face*

(she looks down)

*He grabs you by the hair and pulls your head up so you look at him* I'm not your baby, I'm your boyfriend, and you should know better than to spill coffee on me, especially after I've told you not to.