𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

- clashing tempers - (greedler snapping at you)

greedler snapping at you and then feeling bad about it

you and onceler had always shared a playful and light-hearted dynamic. your hyper and goofy nature seemed to perfectly complement his confident and flamboyant personality. it was an unspoken agreement that you'd bring out the more carefree side of him, a side that not many had the privilege to witness.

today was no different. the two of you were hanging out in his luxurious place. you were being your usual bubbly self, cracking jokes, dancing around, and generally being a ray of sunshine. you were in your element, and you didn't even notice the fatigue that was evident in oncelers eyes.

but as the evening progressed, you started to notice a shift in his behavior. his responses grew shorter, his smiles became forced, and he began to appear more and more drained. yet, your excitement and energy remained undeterred, until it became too much.

in a moment that took you completely off guard, onceler snapped. his usually composed voice escalated into a full-on yell, telling you to "just shut up!" the force behind his words echoed through the room, leaving you stunned into silence.

your laughter died down, replaced by a heavy, uncomfortable silence. you felt the weight of his frustration hanging in the air, and suddenly, your goofing around felt inappropriate and insensitive.

without a word, you turned and left the room, feeling a mix of embarrassment, hurt, and confusion. onceler's outburst had caught you off guard, and you felt so so stupid.

onceler was left standing in the room, his anger evaporating as quickly as it had erupted. the moment the door closed, he sank onto the couch, burying his face in his hands. the guilt was immediate and suffocating.

he knew he had let his exhaustion get the best of him. he understood that your intentions were pure and that you were just trying to bring joy into his life. but in that moment, he couldn't control his frustration.

hours passed, and the room remained eerily quiet. onceler's regret gnawed at him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he had driven you away with his own inability to manage his emotions.

finally, he couldn't take it anymore. he dialed your number, his voice soft and remorseful when you answered. "i'm so sorry," he began, his voice heavy with regret. "i should never have yelled at you like that. i was tired, but that's no excuse."

your voice on the other end was gentle. you explained how your intention had never been to upset him.

onceler listened, his heart sinking further with every word you spoke. he apologized again, genuinely and sincerely, promising to make it up to you in any way he could.