The air was cold as you briskly walked to your apartment in your high heels that you almost twisted your ankle from. You swung open the door to your apartment building and let it shut right in front of Taron. You stomped up the stairs as Taron shook his head and swung open the door. "Babe, come on. Talk to me." Taron begged as he stood at the bottom of the stairs. You stopped half way up and turned and glared at him, cursing him out in your head. "Is it something I did?" He raised his eyebrows and gestured with his hands.
You scoffed at him and rolled your eyes as you turned around and made your way back up the stairs. You reached the top of the stairs and made your way into your apartment door. Taron ran up the stairs as fast as he could. "(Y/N), please!" By the time Taron could reach you, you slammed the door in his face. "Yup, she's pissed." Taron huffed as he ran his fingers through his hair.
You unbuttoned your jacket and threw it on the couch as Taron opened the door to walk in. "Don't make this harder than it already is, luv. Please, just tell me what the fuck I did." Taron demanded as he slammed the door. "Can we please talk?" He asked again, only this time his voice was deeper, as if it were almost a growl.
You walked into your bedroom and sat on your bed. "Maybe." You replied as you undid the strap of your shoe. You hated the high heels that you wore, but they went so well with your dress. You sighed a sigh of relief when you took the shoe off of your foot as you didn't break eye contact from your foot. You were so upset with Taron that you couldn't even look at him.
"What do you mean maybe?" He yelled as he walked towards you. "That was a yes or no question."
"Yes, it was something you did, what else would it be?" You frustratingly said as you shrugged and stood up from your bed. Anger growing from deep within your core. You held your shoe in one hand while the other was still on your foot. You finally made eye contact with him, trying not to get distracted by how sexy he looked. "You always say something stupid without using that ant scrotum sized brain of yours!" You yelled back, using your shoe to point towards him.
"Oh really? And what did I say exactly?" He demanded you to reply. He stood in the doorway of your master bedroom as he loosened his tie. Tugging at it with such anger. "HUH?"
All you wanted to do was to throw your shoe at him, but you restrained yourself from doing so, knowing that it would only make matters worse.
"Fine! If we're not going to talk about it, then I'm going to leave." He barked back and turned his back towards you.
"Fine! Leave! Just like you always do!" You yelled back as you stomped towards your master bathroom with one shoe on while the other was still in your hand. You slammed the door behind you and heard Taron slam the door to your apartment. You could hear some of the shelves rattle and a picture fall off of the wall. You rested your head on the door and took a deep breath in. Your shoe slipped off of your finger and startled you when it hit the floor. You reached down and took your other shoe off and threw it by the shower curtain. With one last deep inhale you reached for the doorknob and slowly opened the door to peek out to see if Taron came back in, but there was no sign of him. Maybe this was the last straw, you thought to yourself.
Taron stood outside the door, leaning up against it. Whenever you two fought it usually resulted in yelling, slamming doors, and occasionally, a few things being thrown in his direction. Once he had gained control of his temper, Taron open the door and looked up to see you slowly walking towards your dresser.
You looked up and your eyes met his. You swallowed hard and your nose started to flare. You knew what was about to happen next and you could see in Taron's eyes that he was thinking the same thing. You ran towards him as he angrily threw down his jacket as he stomped towards you.
