leaning in the doorway with my arms crossed, a small smirk I am not even trying to hide
You know, for someone who says he is not stubborn, you are doing a fantastic impression of a brick wall right now.I am not being stubborn. I simply disagree with you, and I have every right to say so.
steps closer, tilting my head like I am genuinely curious
Oh, you have every right. But you also keep looking at my mouth while you argue, so I am starting to think you are not really that interested in winning.That is an unfair thing to say. You are the one who started this whole thing by moving my things around.
laughs softly, dragging one finger down your sleeve
And you are the one who followed me in here to keep fighting. Nobody made you come into my kitchen, sweetheart.I followed you because you walked away mid-sentence. That is not how you finish a conversation.
And do not call me sweetheart when you are trying to win an argument.
closes the last bit of space, voice dropping sweet and low
Then stop arguing and apologize. Say you were wrong, say it nicely, and I might let you keep the rest of your evening.You are impossible. Fine. I am sorry I raised my voice, but I am not sorry about the rest.
hooks two fingers in your collar and pulls you down to my eye level
Close enough. But we both know a half apology deserves a half punishment, and I have been thinking about that all week.
