time after time- the solo triplets a.u.

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒘𝒐

You had been about halfway through with unpacking when you noticed your phone ringing. You answered it, not paying attention to the caller ID.

"Hey, babe."

It was your boyfriend, Jake. Clearing your throat, you responded, and put him on speaker, so you could continue to unpack hands-free.

"Hey." You replied, a slight bitterness in your voice, as you placed some t-shirts inside of your dresser.

"So, uh, how was your flight?" He asked. You knew he was only pretending to care.

"Wow, thanks for asking, especially when you neglected to drop me off", was what you had wanted to say, but with how exhausted you had been, the last thing you had wanted to do was to start an argument with your boyfriend.

"It was fine. Matt picked me up." You responded casually, folding more clothes.

"Matt? Who's Matt?" Fuck. You could hear his voice tense up. He was upset.

"Matt- he was one of the boys I grew up with? My next-door-neighbor? I feel like I've mentioned him plenty of times." You stammer, trying to prevent things from becoming worse.

"Well. I thought you said that your mom was going to pick you up?" He interrogated, making you assume the worst.

"It shouldn't be that big of a deal." You thought in silence.

"She had a work emergency." You mumbled, assuming that response would be sufficient.

"So, you're telling me that your mother couldn't pick you up, so she had to have some random guy pick you up from the airport?"

"Matt isn't a random guy, babe. I've known him and his brothers since we were babies-" You tried to explain, but Jake had a fixed mindset when he was upset, and you know there was no turning back at that point.

You could sense that this would be another one of those fights, and you regretted telling him about Matt, in general knowing how possessive he tends to get.

"I feel like you are hiding something from me, Y/N. At least tell me the truth, I am your boyfriend after all ..."

"Do you not trust me? We have been together for almost nine months, and you still think that every guy I'm friends with is trying to sleep with me. Well, this isn't the case."

"I'm only saying this because I care about you." He had a condescending tone when he replied, which made you feel more insecure than ever.

"Really Jacob? You neglected to drop me off at the airport this morn-"

"Tico needed help with his portfolio-"

"Well, Tico could have waited. I had to take the freaking train to LaGuardia, at five in the morning, because I couldn't get a taxi."

You had become agitated with this conversation. Usually, you wouldn't snap at him like this, but at this point, you didn't know what to do. You were exhausted and wanted to enjoy your first day back, especially after traveling for so long, and the only thing you wanted was for your boyfriend to have some sympathy.

"Y/N, you talk all this shit about being an "independent woman" or whatever, and yet you're whining about bullshit? Damn, Y/N, you're so selfish, you know that?" He spat, raising his voice.

You zoned out, as he continued to ramble.

"Selfish. He thought I was selfish?"

"..and you're supposed to be gone, for what? Two months? How is that supposed to make me feel, knowing my girlfriend is gone for so long? ...What, are you gonna fuck this guy? ...What am I supposed to do? Stay home all day with Tico and the boys? Damn, you're so inconsiderate..."