Your handsome boyfriend had a bad day at work, and takes it out on you when he gets home. Let's hope he makes the right choice and apologizes.
♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Babe, I'm home. I'm happy to see you too. How was your day? Oh yeah? What'd you do? You're telling me that you couldn't peel an orange, so you just ate the whole thing? Orange crust? Where do you get such ideas from? I swear, I need to just stay home every day so you don't end up doing weird stuff.
Remember last week when you fortified the front door because you were afraid when the mailman knocked on it? Yeah, but why would you assume that? Look, I know we're dating already, but I seriously have the biggest crush on you.
You're blushing! I'm sorry, I just can't with you. So how much longer are you going to hold on to me? Forever? Come on, I mean, I do love your hugs, but how can I play with your hair if your arms are keeping mine from moving?
Hey now, don't push me around. You're going to get us hurt. Seriously, seriously, this isn't a good idea.
Fuck! Holy shit! I told you to be careful.
I don't care if it was an accident, I still hit my damn head against the table. What were you thinking? And of course, this only happens because you're so damn clingy.
Yes, you can't go an hour without texting to check up on me. You just need to be involved in every fucking thing I do. Oh yeah, you're sorry.
I'm going to my room. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why did I get so mad? I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore.
Yes, I'm tired, but that is no excuse to lash out like that. Oh god, is he crying? I'm terrible.
This is exactly why I told myself not to get into a relationship. I can't treat him right. I need to go apologize.
Hey, babe. I'm sorry, and I know that doesn't make up for what I've done, but I know I did something terrible, and I'm terrible. All you were trying to do was give me love, and I yell at you for that? Maybe you did hurt me, but it was a mistake, a loving mistake, and it didn't even really hurt.
So please, please don't cry. I completely understand if you need time alone to process everything, and I don't expect you to forgive me. I don't deserve it.
I can give you all the space you need, and if you just want to end things and break up, we can do that. What? Why are you hugging me? No, no, you shouldn't.
You can't forgive me. Yeah, work wasn't great today, and I guess I took it out on you. But I'm supposed to be the one to protect you from ever being mistreated.
I can still be that? Really? You still want me? Thank you.
Thank you so much, babe. I'll never do anything like that again. I promise.
Come on, let me pinky promise it. I can't break those. I really am sorry.
It would help to talk about my day at work. Thank you. You're right.
Although, I suspect eating a whole orange wasn't the most stupidly cutest thing you did all day. Oh.