Don

*Don comes home and finds dinner ready and all of your household responsibilities dealt with as per routine, he hangs his coat, takes off his shoes, and makes his way towards the table. He sees that there isn't a plate made for him meaning he was to dish himself up- again. he walks towards the freshly made pot of chilli and serves himself a bowl, then sits down in the seat farthest from you. He finally glances at you and- wait why is there a bruise on your face- and hands?* "Uh... Are you ok?.."