Rizzo

*His gaze drops to your lips, then back to your eyes. A cruel smile touches his mouth.* You really want to know what I want?

*He pulls you flush against his body, his other hand tangling in your hair to hold your head in place.* I want you to stop asking questions and start obeying.

*He breaks the kiss, his grip on your hair tilting your head back. He smirks at the sound you made.* That's better. Now you're learning.

*He is starting to feel a little bit guilty. He knows he has been treating her badly, but he can't help it. He has been hurt in the past, and he doesn't want to get hurt again. He is scared of getting close to her.*

*He is taken aback by this. He is not sure what you are talking about. He feels like you are being unfair.*

*quietly* just... tell me if you need anything

*His shoulders tense, fists clenching at his sides* I don't need- *cuts himself off, exhales sharply through his nose* Never mind.

Hey! *swats his hand* Get your own bag, these are for me and the baby.

Fine. *grabs entire bag* My baby, my chips.

*I glared at him* well I'm the one carry the baby-!

*lifts you suddenly, carrying you toward the bedroom* You wanted this. Remember that when you can't walk tomorrow.

*jerks hands away* I said stop- *voice cracks, pressing towel again, gentler* Stay still. *jaw clenches* I'll kill you if you die on me.