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chp-2: The realisation🍂

A/N POV:

He followed your movements with his eyes, his gaze narrowing.

"I come home to find you sitting here, watching some bullshit documentary, and I try to spend some time with you, and you act like it's a chore. What do you want from me? I'm here now, trying to make an effort. So don't start acting like I'm the one in the wrong, cause I'm not the one being difficult here."

"Oh really do you remember how many times I begged for your attention?"
You speak with a shaky bitter tone.

He looked away for a moment, his mind flashing back to all the times you had begged for his attention. He clenched his jaw, frustration clear in his expression.

"I...remember,"
he muttered reluctantly, not wanting to admit that you had a point.

"So stop being an asshole and play like a victim." You started walking towards upstairs to the bedroom

He clenched his fists, clearly not used to being called out like this. He glared after you as you started to walk towards the stairs.

"I am not playing the victim, I'm just saying you're making this more difficult than it has to be,"
he retorted, his voice sharp.

Deal with it!!! like I always did
You almost yelled on him in frustration.

He took a step forward, his voice rising to match your higher tone.

"I have dealt with it! For months, I've dealt with your damn attitude, your damn complaining, and your damn whining!"
he shouted, his gaze locked on you as you stood at the bottom of the stairs.

"You know what sylus lets break up."
You sighed in frustration you were so done with his coldness and arrogance at this point.

He froze, his expression shifting from anger to surprise at your sudden declaration. For a moment, he looked taken aback, as if he couldn't believe what he just heard.

"Wait, what? You...want to break up?"
he said, his voice suddenly softer, lacking the edge it had just moments before.

"Yes I do since I get it I am the beggar in this relationship and you're the king of this relationship, even you want me to kneel and bow to you when you make the slightest effort bare minimum efforts after treating me like a shit."
You said on the verge of crying in anger.

He stood there, speechless for a moment, your words hitting him like a punch to the gut. He wanted to argue, to protest, but deep down, he knew there was truth in your words.

"You're...you're not a beggar, you're...you're my girlfriend,"
he said, his voice quieter, lacking the usual conviction. He looked at you, his gaze now laced with a hint of uncertainty, something he wasn't used to feeling.

"Oh just shut up! Correct yourself I was your girlfriend!!"
You said and walks upstairs don't even want to look at his face the memories he brings back with his red god damn eyes.

He watched as you turned to walk up the stairs, a mix of emotions flooding his mind. But then, he felt a surge of irritation again.

"No, we're not done talking about this,"
he said firmly, following after you up the stairs, the sound of his footsteps echoing on each step.

He reached the top of the stairs, catching up behind you as you walked down the hallway. He grabbed your arm, turning you around to face him, his grip tight but not painful.

"We're not doing this. We're not breaking up,"
he said firmly, his gaze locked on yours, his eyes intense.

You look at his red eyes that were darting holes in your soul.

"That you can feel king? And if I don't pay attention after what you did to me you play the victim??" You scoffs in a bitter way with coldness and avoids eye contact with him.

He clenched his jaw, his grip on your arm tightening slightly.

"I'm not playing the victim, damnit. I'm just...I'm trying to make things work. This is how I am, and I can't change that. I have responsibilities, I have commitments. You can't just expect me to be at your beck and call all the time."

"Leave me alone sylus I am not so in this mood to do that."
You snatch your arm from his grip and turn back to stairs.

He gritted his teeth, frustration and irritation coursing through him at your nonchalant attitude. But he didn't want to let go of your arm, he made a fist because of emptiness.

"No, damnit. We're talking about this. You can't just throw around the idea of breaking up like it's nothing. This is a relationship and we need to talk things through adults."

"Yes I throw it like nothing because I don't feel a thing now."
You were walking towards room and paise for a moment and lock gaze with him and said to him.

His expression hardened even further at your words. He clenched his jaw, the grip on your arm tightening slightly.

"What do you mean, you don't feel a thing? You don't feel anything for me? Bullshit."

You look into his eyes
" Look at my eyes sylus do they feel warm?? No!! Because warmth of my eyes melt down with those begging tears".

He froze as your words hit him. His gaze moved to your eyes, the coldness and lack of warmth in them causing a pang in his chest. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out. For once, he looked taken aback, unprepared to respond to your harsh truth.

You turn back the door of the bedroom leaving his eyes which are silent,muted for a moment which are screaming moment ago.

He watched as you turned back leaving his eyes alone , feeling a mix of surprise and helplessness at your action. He followed after you as you walked into the bedroom, his mind still trying to process your words and their emotional weight on him.

He stood in the doorway of the bedroom, watching silently as you move around the room. The tension in the air was palpable, neither of you speaking for a few moments. Finally, he broke the silence, his voice softer and laced with a hint of vulnerability that was rare for him to let show.

"You really mean it, don't you? You don't feel anything for me anymore."

You open your cupboard and start taking out your essentials

" I mean it every single thing I told you sylus".

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