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Scenario: Murasakibara having an argument with his s/o
Murasakibara wasn’t one to get angry very often because he frankly didn’t care about a lot of things. But when he did get mad, he completely loses all composure to the point where he’d spew out the most hurtful words as a result of being completely blinded by rage. And the fact that he’s a two metre tall giant served as a tool in making him even more terrifyingly threatening.
The two of you rarely ever fought though. The only ‘arguments’ you’d have are just over silly little things like which snack is better or which character in a TV show is the best, and they’d often end with you both agreeing to disagree.
There was this one time, however, where things got really out of hand. Murasakibara had a preliminary match against another big school in the region, but you couldn’t attend because you were busy that day. You did make sure to meet up with him after the match though so that you could catch up with him over dinner. When you spotted his team walking out of the arena together, you ran up to them with a cheery smile on your face, as you usually would. “Hey guys, how’d the game go?” you asked.
“Fucking bullshit,” cursed Murasakibara.
“Did you guys lose that bad?” You questioned, furrowing your brows in confusion.
“Oh, no no no, we didn’t lose,” Himuro corrected. “The other team just kept drawing fouls on Atsushi so he had to be subbed out.”
“Well it’s good that you won despite that,” you said, trying to look at the bright side. “It’s okay Atsushi, don’t worry too much about it.”
“No it’s fucking annoying,” he grumbled, wanting to crush everything in sight in a fit of rage.
“Calm down, you’ll still get to play in the next game,” you said softly.
“Just shut up! You weren’t even there to watch!” Murasakibara burst out, making you, along with the rest of the team, uncomfortable.
A strange feeling of anger and hurt built up inside you upon hearing him raise his voice at you uncalled for. “Hey, I know that you’re mad, but there’s no reason for you to be yelling at me,” you said firmly, noticing that Murasakibara’s rage didn’t seem to be flickering.
“All I’m saying is that you shouldn’t be trying to calm me down when you weren’t even able to make time to come watch!”
“Are you serious? Atsushi, you’re acting like a child. I was busy and you know that! It’s a wonder that I came here to see you at all!” you argued, your volume not quite as loud as Murasakibara’s but still loud enough to startle the rest of the team.
“Guys maybe you should tone it dow—“
“Maybe you shouldn’t have bothered coming at all then!” Murasakibara yelled, cutting Fukui off.
A deafening silence followed your boyfriend’s harsh words. It took you a moment to realise that tears had begun to well up in your eyes as everyone shifted in discomfort. “Fine then. I’ll leave,” you muttered, fists clenched so tight to the point where your nails were digging into your skin. You turned on your heel and stormed back home, wanting to get as far away from him as possible.
“Atsushi, you’re being incredibly unreasonable right now, I hope you realise,” Himuro said as everyone watched you leave.
“Shut up,” tutted Murasakibara as he crossed his arms. He knew Himuro was right though.
By the time you had gotten home, you had run out of tears and you were just left with traces of annoyance. Maybe Murasakibara was right. You shouldn’t have gone. You should’ve just asked him about it later when he wouldn’t have been as angry.
You let out a frustrated groan as you headed to your room. You decided to change into your pyjamas and watch a movie to get your mind off of everything. Between that fight and your hectic schedule, you truly needed a break. A few minutes into the movie, you had finally managed to clear your head. However, the doorbell rang and you were forced out of the comfort of your warm blanket to answer the door.
To your surprise, standing in front of you was Murasakibara. Your mind was quickly reminded of the previous events, bringing a frown to your face as you stared at him expectantly. “What are you doing here?”
With an apologetic look on his face, he extended his arm out to hand you a small bag. “Here, I got you those gummies you like,” he said softly. “I came to say that I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said all of that. I didn’t mean it, I kind of just got caught up in the whole game I guess.”
“Yeah, I understand. Thanks for the apology— and the gummies,” you replied, a faint smile on your face. “I guess I have to say that I’m sorry too.”
“Not being able to spend more time with you. I know that it was an important game, I was just so busy.”
“Nah it’s fine, I barely even played after all,” Murasakibara shrugged.
“Well, I’ll do my best to make more time for you. But you better not chase me away again when I do,” you said.
“I won’t, I promise,” he assured.
“So we’re alright now?” he asked, hope filling his eyes.
“Yeah we’re alright,” you smiled.
“Thank God! You’re scary when you’re mad, you know?” Murasakibara let out a sigh of relief.
“Me? You’re the loud, two metre tall beast! How do I scare you?” you laughed.
“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “I guess I was just scared that I’d lose you.”