When David and Angel argue, it’s hard for them to stay mad at each other for too long.
It still happens though. When the stress gets to Angel and David’s head after consecutive busy weeks of work. They both want nothing more than to spend time with each other, but when work is on your mind for so long, sometimes it’s hard to let it go when you come home.
Angel was the first to break, venting their frustration out on David for something completely irrelevant. David would usually be cool-headed and instantly know the reason for their unusually sharp tongue, but this time he had so much on his mind that he was temporarily blinded.
“Davey, what do you want for dinner?”
“Hmm?” David poked his head out from his office.
“Dinner.” Angel summarised.
Somehow that was enough to tick Angel off. At work it seemed like everyone was asking something of them. The slightest notion that another person wanted something of them again had them breaking.
They were busy too. Why do they have to do everything?
“No. Of course not. I just got home half an hour ago.” Their tone was clipped, frustration making its way into their voice.
David, sensing something was off, walked out of the office to join them in the kitchen.
“It seemed like you did.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.”
David frowned. The tension in the air made him nervous.
To Angel it sounded like a sigh.
They snapped their head in his direction, mouth open and ready to fight back.
But David’s pained expression stopped them. And then it hit.
Gods, what were they doing?
“Davey, I-“ Angel felt horrible for lashing out on him. “I’m so sorry I didn’t-“
Everything was coming to a head, and Angel felt themself crumble. Their vision blurred, and the next thing they felt was the warmth of their mate’s embrace.
“It’s okay. I know you didn’t mean anything by it.”
“It’s not okay. I know it.” they mumbled, burying their face in his chest. “I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry.”
David kissed the crown of their head before pulling away, tilting Angel’s head to meet his gaze and wiping their tears with his thumb.
They nodded, shoulders slouching. “I miss you.”
“I miss you too.” He gathered them back into his arms. “We’ve both been so busy lately.”
Angel’s fists grabbed his shirt, silently asking him to stay.
David smiled, instantly catching on.
“Should we get some delivery?”
That had Angel’s eyes shining, and this time not from the tears.
“Yes please. I don’t have the energy to do anything anymore.”
Not letting go, he guided them to the couch to rest their head against his lap. He let Angel play with one hand while his other quickly placed an order for Max’s Pizza.
“Hmm?” He looked down at his mate, smiling.
David leaned down to kiss them on the lips.
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