You were extremely tired but you knew you weren't done with work just yet. You just entered the house you shared with Harry, your boyfriend of two years, after 5 hours of classes and 6 hours of work. You had the worst possible week ever. You had to go to the uni for your classes, you had to work, you also had to do a lot of extracurricular stuff and meetings since you're involved in almost every single project at the uni. It has its perks tho. You're the most popular there. Every lecturer knows you and likes you. Your future looks very, very bright at the moment.
But still.. you weren't done for the day. You still had to study a bit and meet up with a colleague to discuss a really important project. You were exhausted though.
You could smell that Harry was cooking which you loved. He was pretty good at it. You took off your heels and sighed in relief. Your feet were literally killing you and every single step was a torture. You made your way to the kitchen and spotted your beautiful, concentrated boyfriend. You hugged him from behind. He tensed up at the sudden contact but soon relaxed in your embrace.
"Hi kitten" he said softly.
"Mhm" you hummed in response with your cheek pressed to his back.
"Hungry?" He asked.
"Yeah but I don't have time now. I'll eat when I come back." You mumbled still hugging him.
"You just did." He furrowed his eyebrows.
"I came just to change. I've got to go and take care of one more thing." You explained hoping that he won't make a scene.
You could feel him tensing up. He put away the spoon he was holding and turned around to face you.
"Y/N it's 9pm. You've been out since 7am." He was not happy with you. He didn't like when you worked all day. He was always saying that...
"You're overworking yourself."
You sighed. Fighting with him was the last thing you wanted to do today.
"I need to take care of this, Harry. You know how it is. You're having these days as well sometimes." I said heading to our shared bedroom to change. He was following me.
"Yeah. Days. Sometimes. Not weeks like you. You're working and studying and you let people take advantage of you as well. You're too nice to them babe. Just please stay. I made your favorite." He pleaded as he watched me putting a fresh, clean T-shirt. He already knew the answer. I was stubborn when it came to work and that was also something he knew about.
"Sorry H. Gonna be back in an hour" I kissed his cheek and walk out of the room.
"Yeah. Sorry H I don't have time for you. Sorry H but I really want to overwork myslef to death. Sorry H I don't fucking care about this relationship anymore." He raised his voice. I turned around in disbelief. He was panting, his hands shaking.
"Sorry H I don't make money by making beautiful siren-like noises with my mouth. Sorry H that I actually need to work, study and kiss ass to be successful in the future. Sorry H that some of us are normal and not blessed! I'm really sorry H" I yelled back. Tears streaming down my face. I don't even know why, probably due to all the stress and fatigue. We were just looking at each other for a minute or so. I could see he realized his mistake and that he wanted to say something but I just walked out. He was yelling after me to wait up but I was long gone.
After 30 minutes of heated discussion with my friend about the project we were done. She went home and I decided to study for a bit. The meeting was supposed to last for an hour so I still had 30 minutes. I knew that if I come home and start studying, Harry's gonna freak out again and I really wasn't in mood for his scenes. I was focused on revising when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked at the person and recognized Franco, the barista. I took off my headphones and smiled at him.
"Hey Y/N. Sorry to disturb you but we're closing in five" he smiled back.
My eyes went wide.
"What?" I yelled and look at my watch. It was 11.55 p.m. How? What? When? I was supposed be home almost two hours ago. I looked at my phone 8 missed calls. Help me God, H's gonna kill me!
I parked my car in the driveway. The lights were on. I swallowed hard. He. Is. Going. To. Rip. My. Head. Off. I walked to the house as quietly as I could. But as soon as I closed the door I heard heavy footsteps. I turned around and there he was. In a jacket with shoes on, red like a tomato.
"Before you say anything" he started. I could hear and see that he was really trying to control himself. "I have called absolutely everybody I know and all the hospitals trying to find you. I was just about to head out to look for you. I was freaking out for the past hour because I thought that a) you're hurt or b) you have had enough of me and decided to leave. I know that I'm an asshole sometimes. I know that I yelled at you and it wasn't fair. I know that you care about your future as bad as you do about this relationship. I know that you're too good for me cause you're basically Superwoman.. but I am right here to be your Robin. I am always on your side but you need to understand. I am worried. I was watching you closely for the past few weeks and I know that you didn't have enough of sleep or water or food... I even started to write these things down so that I can show you that there is a reason for me to worry. I love you. I love you. Jesus I really do. Why can't you understand that you live for more people than just for yourself Y/N. You know what I'd do without you? Cause I don't. I think I would die or something" he was rambling like that for sometime now. I was looking at him with tears in my eyes and a smile on my face. I always knew I was lucky. I just didn't realize how lucky.
"Yeah... Umm... So yeah" he finished his speech.
Once again. We were staring at each other for a few seconds.
"You got it wrong" I said and I could see the panic in his eyes. "Robin works with Batman. Not Superman or Superwoman" I smiled even wider and he chuckled.
"What I was trying to say..."
"I know. Thank you. I'm sorry. I love you." I cut him off and gave him a crushing hug. He hugged back immediately burying his face in the crook of my neck.
"Can we just go to bed. Please." He asked.
"I just need to grab something to eat. Haven't eaten anything since lunch" I said going to the kitchen.
"Jesus Christ woman!" He followed me.
