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Dongwoo had been in a peculiar mood, one that he had put down to lack of sleep, but over the past few days whenever Erik got home from work he would become increasingly irate. He would spend his day in a seething stupor and upon seeing Erik he would get grumpy and snappy and while he was fully aware that he was doing it he also found no way to stop it. It was an odd feeling, like they were his emotions and yet they weren’t either and they felt wrong, he felt like he didn’t have full control. He normally always loved hearing Erik’s voice, his nicknames, he loved it when Erik would do something sweet and unexpected, but this time he found himself twitching a little at the mere sound of Erik’s voice when the demon announced that he was home. He looked up from what he was doing, staring at a book as he hadn’t been able to concentrate enough to actually read it, and when he was offered the bouquet a brow quirked at the gesture even if he did reach out to take it. “Wow, thanks” he sounded sarcastic, unlike his normal reaction to such a thing. Why was he feeling like this? He would normally love thoughtful gifts like this from his husband.
There was no missing the sudden change in his husbands behaviour. At first he had both hoped and believed it was just a sulk due to him not being around all that much but as the days had past by he was becoming more and more sure it wasn’t that and just his presence in general that seemed to be annoying him. Saying that the change in the younger hurt him was an understatement when the truth of it was each snarky word past the younger’s lips was actually destroying him.
He sighed quietly when the flowers were taken from him and those sarcastic words given. Maybe Dongwoo had been having more nightmares, ones that were making him angry at the demon. “My love... Have you been having bad dreams again?” He asked nervously.