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Before Katsuki could even think about what he'd said you slapped him. His hand went to his face as he held it from the sting. "Say it again. I fucking dare you. Call me a bitch again and you're gonna get more than a fucking slap." At this point, you had sat up and been sitting on your knees.

You were hurt more than angry. Being called a bitch by anyone didn't matter to you, but the fact your husband had called you out of your name was just painful. Katsuki turned you look at you, his eyes showing the anger he was feeling. "Don't ever put your fucking hands on me again."

You looked at him in disbelief. "Oh, so you think you can call me a bitch, and I'm just supposed to take it?" Your face was close to his now, and Katsuki had to do everything in his power to not snap and start yelling. He stayed quiet, his foot angrily tapping the floor as he avoided eye contact from you.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." "Shut the fuck up y/n." You pushed him off the bed, standing up as he did the same. "Don't you ever fucking talk to me that again. You got me fucked up if you think-" Your words came to a stop as Katsuki grabbed your hair and pulled you towards the wall.

"Let me go!" "No! You need to fucking calm down!" You attempted to push him away, but his grip got harsher. "Katsuki you're hurting me! Let go!" "Then stop fucking-!" He was cut off by your first colliding with his face. You'd hit him right in the nose and part of his cheek.

Katsuki let you go and had to rotate your head as you stood back up. You didn't have a lot of time to collect yourself before a fist met your nose. You stumbled back, and Katsuki hadn't realized what he'd done until he heard you wince in pain. 

He couldn't do much except watch as you held your nose and cursed in pain. When you looked back up he saw the blood leaking from your nose. "Shit y/n I-" "Move." You pushed him out of the way to go into your bathroom, trying to stop the blood from running.

Katsuki stood there, somewhat in shock about what he did. His feet carried him to the bathroom door to see you throwing tissues away. "Are you okay?" You didn't respond, just looked in the mirror at your nose. "y/n." Katsuki's voice was more stern, but no answer was given.

He huffed before walking toward you, but while you tried to walk away he grabbed your wrist. You tried to pull away to no avail. "You got about three seconds to let me go before I slam your head into the fucking sink." You pulled away again, this time being able to break away.

You went back into your bedroom, turning off the lights before getting back into bed. Katsuki wasn't even going to bother at this point. His heavy footsteps went to the door before it opened and slammed shut. They continued down the steps and eventually out the door.

It took a couple of seconds before you winced out in pain again. Your nose was throbbing from the pain, but you kept a straight face in front of Katsuki. It was hard to process what was happening, but slight tears ran down your face from the physical and emotional pain. You laid in bed, trying to figure out what to do.