You felt your nerves crash as you and Dom yell at each other about him promising to take a little time off not just to spend time with you but a well needed and deserved break from all of the stress he was dealing with for the last 3 months. You jump when he bumps into the island table knocking over some dishes you washed and dried crashing to the floor breaking as he walks out and slams the door making you jump and stand still as tears flowed slowly collapsing and picking up piece by piece blaming yourself zoned out as you cried cutting your hands. After spending an hour picking up the dishes and cutting your hands and the other crying you run your hands under cold water sniffling as you dry your hands changing and laying down as you hear the front door open and close staring at the wall as dom quietly walks in thinking you were asleep stripping down until he sees you wipe your face with a tissue feeling his heart drop and feeling his world crack knowing that he hurt you bad to make you cry. He lays down quietly behind you looking at the floor until he lays on his back looking at you feeling his eyes burn with tears of guilt as he sees your muscles tensed knowing it was a part of your anxiety "Baby please talk to me...I don't want you to feel like I am still mad" you listen as you feel him raise up seeing his hand out of the corner of your eye but see him hold it still above your arm hearing shakily breath feeling your heart stop turning your head to see him holding his face in his hands crying. "I don't want you to think I'd ever hurt you in anyway...I would rather be shot than ever hurt you" you grab his face wiping tears on his cheeks and moving strands of hair away "Hey honey...you just scared me I know that you would never ever hurt me I was just really upset and startled by the yelling and dishes breaking" he looks at your hands going to hold them when he sees the cuts on them "Mi alma your hands...what happened? Did..." your eyes widen grabbing his face gently as you stare into his soul "No no I didn't do that I never would I cut them while picking up the broken dishes...I was just trying to get it done I wasn't thinking". You both go in the bathroom cleaning and bandaging your hands sharing a long tight hug and many kisses as you lay back down with the tv on low volume watching a rerun of The Golden Girls as you share another kiss this one being longer and more emotional that the small ones before "I'm sorry Carino I was just so frustrated I didn't mean to yell at you I...I called while I was out and told them that I needed some time off for the next bit and they gave it to me" you look up at him as he smiles sweetly down at you caressing your cheek with his thumb "Baby you.." he stops before you can finish. "I am not going to push you away because of my career I would rather take a couple of breaks from training and matches to spend time with you than to work and you to leave because of it" you smile grabbing his face and kissing him tenderly wrapping your arms around his waist and burying your face in the crook of his neck as he kisses your head rubbing one hand down your back and the other holds you to him "I love you Guapa" you smile at the nickname sharing one last kiss as you feel the tiredness catch up to you "I love you Mi vida" he laughs sweetly as you both fall asleep in each other's embrace.
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