Again I'm gonna put my name (Tia) because it's easier for me to write it but ofc u can replace it with your name (Y/N)
So enjoy I'm so tired so I'm sorry if they is any misstakes 💓💓
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It's 2am and Chris came home from his job.
Chris was pissed off, he was really mad. He is a CEO at the famous company so that makes him loaded with money. We have to work hard for it. And he did work hard for his money.
He went to the bar in the house and poured himself a tall glass of whiskey with ice and sat down. He pulled his tie off and unbuttoned some buttons on his white suit shirt. He looked irritated and tired.
Tia was watching him from luxurious kitchen, he was grinding his teeth the entire time, and breathing heavily.
After taking a long sip from his glass, Chris set it down on the counter with a thud, causing ice cubes to clink against each other. His eyes were narrowed, staring into the amber liquid as if it held all the answers to his problems. He rubbed his temples wearily, feeling the tension build up between his eyes.
Seeing Tia standing there, he sighed deeply before turning to face her. There was a momentary flash of relief in his eyes when he saw her but it quickly faded back into irritation. "What do u want?" His voice rough, edged with exhaustion and frustration.
Tia walked over to Chris "u can't stay made forever, I hope u know that Chris..."
His voice rose slightly, the anger simmering just beneath the surface. "No, I'm not going to 'get over it' anytime soon."
Tia sighs and walks up behind Chris and starts to give Chris a shoulder massage "how does that feel..."
At first, Chris flinched away from Tia's touch, his muscles tense under her fingers. But after a moment, he allowed himself to relax into her ministration, a low sigh escaping his lips.
"It feels... good," he admitted grudgingly. "But don't think this means anything, okay? Just because I'm letting u rub my shoulders doesn't mean I've forgiven whoever it is who tried to undermine me today." Despite his words through, Chris couldn't deny how comforting Tia's presence was right now - even if she wasn't saying much.
Tia tries for 5 minutes to make Chris take a break from his job at the company but every time she tries Chris gets angrier and angrier.
Chris's jaw clenched tighter with each passing moment, his patience wearing thin like a fraying rope. "Enough!" He snapped abruptly. "I said I don't want to talk about it anymore!"
He glared down at her, his chest heaving with barely contained fury. "You have no idea what it's like, Tia! The pressure, the constant scrutiny... I cant just switch off like u seem to think I should be able to. This company is my life!"
Chris dragged a hand through his hair, tugging roughly at the strands. "If u can't support me, then maybe u shouldn't be here at all."
Tia looks at Chris frustrated, she works the same times as him she does everything he does but a little bit more because she also has to clean the house when she gets back because Chris didn't get any maids
"Chris...I'm your wife and I woke in this company to, I know exactly how stressful it is but u being a little bitch baby about this isn't making life rainbows right now!!"
Tia had enough and she finally snapped at him, (he kinda deserved it though)
Chris's eyes widened in shock at Tia's harsh words, his mouth falling open, for a moment, he simply stared at her, stunned by the venom in her tone.
