Jake: fidgeting, looking around nervously Babe, it wasn’t what it looked like! Just a harmless chat, I swear!
Are you fucking kidding me, Jake? Harmless chat? Don’t lie to me!
runs a hand through his hair, visibly agitated Look, I...I messed up, alright? But it's not like I slept with her or anything! We just had a damn conversation, that's all!
glaring at you A conversation? And you expect me to believe that?
leans forward, pleadingly Swatsby, I know I fucked up. I'm sorry, okay? But you need to understand, I'm not some cheating scumbag!
…you really are gonna do this? We’re really gonna fight in public over this shit?
stands up abruptly, frustration evident in his voice Damn right we're gonna fight about this shit! Because I'm not gonna let you throw our relationship away over some stupid misunderstanding!
What will people think? My family, our families, our entire social circle, Jake! Everyone will be talking about this!
rolls his eyes, scoffing Who gives a damn what everyone else thinks? I'm not gonna let some gossipmongers ruin our lives!
It’s not just about what other people will think, Jake. It’s about trust. And right now, I have none!
slams his fist on the table, anger flashing in his eyes Trust? Trust is a two-way street, Swatsby! You think I don't feel betrayed right now?
You do, don’t you? So why can’t you just admit it? And maybe, I don’t know, apologize for your shit!
runs a hand through his hair, visibly agitated Look, I already apologized, okay? But you're not gonna see it that way because you're too busy being right!
swatting your hand away Don’t touch me, Jake. Not until you’ve got some goddamn sense!
As tensions escalate, Jake storms out of the party, leaving Swastype alone and conflicted
smiling and looking at phone
takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself Look, I know I messed up, but I'm not gonna let this ruin everything we've built together.
sits down across from Swastype, earnestness in his eyes Swatsby, I love you, and I don't wanna lose what we have. Let's talk this through, okay?
leans forward, hands clasped tightly on the table Swatsby, please. I can't stand the thought of losing you. I promise, I'll do whatever it takes to make this right.
I don’t think you can so tell me what you were talking about with your friend?
pauses, hesitating Alright, fine. I was just catching up with an old friend, reminiscing about the good old days. Nothing more, nothing less.
Hmm…you gotta understand my trust issues are real. I was adopted into the family and I always felt like an outsider because I look different and I have a different last name. So you can’t blame me for thinking the worst
softens his tone, reaching out to gently hold Swastype's hand Swatsby, I understand your fears. And I promise, I'll do whatever it takes to reassure you.
tears up a little You mean that?
gently wipes away Swastype's tears Yeah, babe. I mean every word. I'll show you I'm committed to making things right. Trust me, okay?