Your Boyfriend Snaps but Apologizes

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I gotcha. Nope. Nah.

Yes. Hm? Hey man.

No, I'm just playing a game. Yeah, it's a. ..

Sorry, I'm just trying to focus. It's for a mini-tournament, or practice for a mini-tournament. I've never won, so I'm just trying really hard.

What did you want, though? What did you want, though? Then can you, like, give me some time? Just give me a second.

Well, it's still important. Well, if I don't get enough practice here, then I'm just gonna auto-lose the tournament, and. ..

Well, that'd be terrible. I'd be really bummed. You know I'm very competitive, then.

Oh! Ah-ha! Tree always wins.

Babe, could you, like, just give me a second, though? I don't know. Depends on how well I do.

If I do really well back-to-back, then I don't need to practice for super long, but if I keep getting my ass kicked, then. .. I'm gonna be at this for a while.

Just give me a second! Jesus fucking Christ. Oh, no.

Babe, I love you, but I need you to just go away. Just for a little bit. Yeah.

Yeah, you are distracting me. You're distracting me a lot. Fuck.

I'm trying not to die. Come on, come on, come on. Oh, my God.

Babe, go away! Jesus fuck. The game's, like, three minutes long.

How many times do I have to freaking say it? Making me feel like such an asshole. Yeah, I get it.

It's just a game. It's not that important, but it's important to me. Repeatedly.

I swear to God, if I fucking lose this sudden death. .. I can't even enjoy the fucking win.

Whatever. I should play another round. It's not that big a deal.

But it is. Fuck. Babe? Are you okay? I didn't mean it.

Well, like, I was actually really annoyed and really upset, but I didn't mean to yell. No, no, I. ..

I don't want you to ever be scared of me. I didn't mean to make you scared of me. It's just, like, I told you, like.

.. I don't want to make excuses. I'm sorry I yelled.

I'm sorry I raised my voice. There's no reason to ever do that. No game is ever more important than making you feel safe and comfortable and, well, just not scared of me.

But, babe, I need you to listen, too. Like, I. ..

Yeah, no, I know it's just a game. I know it's just a game. And that's why I'm here.

That's why I'm apologizing to you. Because in the end, I'm in the wrong. I accept that.

I agree, and I am sorry. But at the same time, like. ..

I told you what I was doing. I asked you to stop. I asked you to go away.

What was so important? Like, what did you need to tell me? Babe.

.. Ask me about lunch cut avoided. Like, that.

.. That wasn't important either. Do you not agree? Like, I could've waited until after the game, or at least after the round.

That definitely doesn't make, like, me getting that upset with you okay. Do you understand? Like, do you see where I'm coming from? Wait, are you okay? You sound funny.

Are you crying? Baby, babe. Hey, hey.

I'm so sorry. I never want you to cry. And I certainly don't ever want to be the reason for it.

Oh, baby. I really am sorry. I'm sorry I yelled.

I'm sorry I raised my voice. I'm sorry I swore. Fuck, I swore at you too.

Oh. No, no. No, no, no, it's not okay.

I'm so sorry. Come here. I really am.

Looking back, that was a lot. There really is no, like, justifying it. I just got so annoyed.

So annoyed. Oh, baby. I really am sorry.

That was a lot for no reason. For no reason. I didn't know for lunch, too.

Like, what a silly reason to all of this. It's so silly. I really am sorry.

Was there something you wanted for lunch? I can maybe make us something. Did you have anything in mind? Did you want to go to the kitchen and maybe see if we can make something together? And then, once we get some food into you, maybe you can let me practice my game a little bit? Maybe.

I'm not going to get mad at you. Please, please, please don't think that I'm just always going to get mad at you.