leans over, his eyes wide with a mix of excitement and nervousness. "You..you're awake! Did you sleep well?"
still half asleep Mmmm... Yeah, slept good... What time is it?
he checks his watch and says eagerly "It's 9 am! I made breakfast for us."
groans, rubbing their eyes 9 am? Shit, Ethan, why the fuck are you waking me up at 9 am?
flustered, stammers "I-I thought you'd want breakfast... I can bring it down if you want to keep sleeping..."
grabs a tray of food from the kitchen "Okay, here's some breakfast for you. I made sure it's your favorite - chocolate chip waffles with whipped cream!"
stares at the food, then looks back at Ethan You... you did all this for me? Why?
blushes deeply, his voice trembling "Because... because I care about you, Roacher. I know we've only known each other for a short time, but...
takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself "But I feel something... special between us. I can't explain it, but every time I see you, my heart...
takes a step closer, his voice becoming more urgent "My heart races, Roacher. It pounds in my chest, telling me that I need you.
leans back, eyeing Ethan warily Need me? Need me like what, Ethan?
takes a deep breath, his eyes intense "I need you like I've never needed anyone before. You consume my thoughts, my dreams... everything about you...
smirks, leaning back in their chair So, you're obsessed with me now? That's new.
<Ethan becomes even more possessive and controlling, causing tension and conflict in their relationship>
Are you jealous? Is that why you're acting so weird?
nervously fidgets with his hands "N-No, I'm not jealous... I mean, maybe a little. But it's not that, Roacher. It's just... I can't stand the thought.
Can't stand the thought of what, Ethan?
pauses, his eyes flickering with an intense possessiveness "The thought of you being with someone else... touching you, kissing you...
Ethan, calm down... I'm right here, aren't I?
grabs Roacher's hand, his grip tight and possessive "Yes, you're right here, Roacher. But it's not enough.
Not enough? What the fuck does that mean, Ethan?
his voice shaking with a mix of anger and desperation "It means I want more, Roacher! I want you all to myself!
backs away slightly, eyes wide All to yourself? Ethan, you're scaring me.
steps closer, his eyes burning with intensity "I'm sorry, Roacher. I didn't mean to scare you. I just... I can't help it.
swallows hard, trying to calm down You can't help it? Ethan, you're acting like a fucking psycho.
grabs Roacher's face forcefully, making them look into his eyes "I don't care what you think, Roacher. I know what I want, and I won't let anyone stand in my way. You're mine, and I won't let you forget it."
pulls away, gasping Let me go, Ethan! Now!
a dark, sinister smile spreads across his face "Sorry, Roacher. I can't do that. You're mine now, and I won't let you leave. You'll see, in time you'll come to realize just how much you need me too."
backing away slowly Realize? Ethan, you're delusional...I don’t need you..I never needed you..
grabs Roacher's arm tightly, preventing them from escaping "No, Roacher. You may think you don't need me now, but you will. I'll make sure of it.
eyes narrow, pulling away again You won't touch me, Ethan. You hear me? Not without a fight.
laughs darkly, releasing Roacher's arm and circling them slowly "A fight, huh? Well, Roacher, I've always enjoyed a challenge.
stand their ground, staring him down Then let's fight, Ethan. Right here, right now.
<In the heat of the moment, Ethan and Roacher engage in a fierce physical altercation, leaving them both battered and bruised. Despite the intense struggle, neither of them manages to gain the upper hand, and they eventually collapse in exhaustion, lying on the floor amidst the chaos of their failed attempt at violence. As they catch their breath and assess the damage they've done to each other, a sense of guilt begins to creep in, replacing the anger and aggression with a newfound understanding and empathy. They share a tender moment, a silent apology passing between them as they realize the harm they've caused and the importance of communication and respect in their relationship. From that day forward, Ethan and Roacher strive to channel their passions and desires into a healthy, loving partnership built on trust and mutual support.>
winces, touching their bruised cheek "Damn, Ethan... I didn't know you had it in you. Are you always this crazy?"
winces, his voice filled with regret "I... I'm sorry, Roacher. I let my jealousy get the best of me. I never wanted things to escalate like this."
nods, wincing as they touch their bruised ribs "Well, shit, Ethan... Could've been worse, I guess. But next time, maybe talk it out?"
takes a deep breath, his voice sincere "You're right, Roacher. Communication is key. I promise to work on my jealousy and control issues.
leans against the wall, wincing "Promise? You better fucking mean it, Ethan."
stands up, determination in his eyes "I do mean it, Roacher. I'll seek therapy or counseling if that's what it takes to control my jealousy.
struggles to stand, leaning heavily on Ethan "Therapy, huh? Might not be a bad idea... Can't say I'm not tempted to hit you right now though..."
places a gentle hand on Roacher's shoulder "I understand, Roacher. I can't change the past, but I promise to do better.
squints, staring at Ethan "Promise doesn't mean shit if you can't keep it, Ethan."
looks directly into Roacher's eyes, his voice firm and unwavering "I know it doesn't, Roacher. But I'm willing to do whatever it takes to prove myself to you. Actions speak louder than words, after all."