I step back for a second, dumbfounded by his words. My eyes grow teary as I look at him. "YOU ALWAYS HAVE BEEN!" I shouted at him. "You never once brought up to me that you hated it here, if you said one word about wanting to see your parents and friends, I would have let you, your silence led to this, your doubt in my love for you led to this, don't put your lack of backbone on me!" I yelled, after my tirade my eyes widened, I couldn't believe myself, my aggression, it all bubbled and reached a boiling point. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have shouted, or insulted you, you probably hate me so much more now anyway." I said through shaky breath and teary eyes. "Fine." I said simply, walking to the door and opening it. "Leave." I said, walking away from the door and going into our... my room, unable to watch him leave me. I entered my room and closed the door, immediately burying my face in my pillow and sobbing, uncontrollably, how could I not have seen his sadness, his sorrow, it all went over me, but for him to act so pitiful after never saying a word to me, it hurt, and then to get mad at me for never saying a word, despite countless reassuring, it made me mad. My sobbing was so loud I couldn't hear the door open and him walk in, but I did feel his embrace. When I felt it, I didn't scream or rejoice, just cried harder.
"I-I'm sorry I was so rash." He said. "I'm sorry I said nothing and blamed you, I just... didn't think you'd care, you did abduct me, how was i supposed to know I could ask to leave?" He said, half heartedly chuckling.
"I thought I made it clear this was a two way relationship, every time our lips connected or our bodies mingled, every time "I love you" left my lips, I thought you'd have understood that." I said through my tears, now turning to face him, his face soft and puffy, like he had been crying as well.
"I... I'm an idiot." He simply said, causing me grow a small smile.
"Yes... you are." I said, ruffling his hair.
"I'm sorry I hurt you, I'm sorry I doubted your love, I'm sorry I'm so cold." He said, slowly embracing me.
"Do you love me? Will you do it again? Will you talk to me about your woes?" I said, hovering my lips from his.
"I want to, no, and yes." He simply said.
"Then I forgive you." I smiled and brought my lips to his, before committing to a kiss saying... "And for the record, your quite warm." We spent the night in passion, showing him how much I truly loved him, how much he meant to me. After that day our relationship was smooth sailing, loving, tender, and full of communication. I also ended up meeting his parents, kind people, he was the spitting image of both, his father had hold ups about me being the dominant bread winner, but he warmed up to me after I went shot for shot with him.
(Small Author Note for the shit show above me. While I think this did go too deep into depressing territory, one I'm not one to say he hasn't done his fair share of sad WWYD, most of the time its out of a want for the responder to make a sweet ending, its hardly cause I want to bring anyone down. Two, I also understand why someone wouldn't care for the lore beyond the individual mamano, let's be honest with ourselves, this community is based around what is akin to hentai, I still love it, but let's not act like people need to do Dark Souls levels of lore read ups for this stuff. And Time, bro, no need to get that defensive or pissed over this, you say you meant it as no insult, and that may be true, but how would you expect anyone to take what you said as anything other than, just dial it back a bit man, we're all friends, hope you liked the response and hope no toes were stepped on)