Pansy: leans in, voice low Why are you fucking late? Explain.
I had to work late I look away
grabs your chin, forcing eye contact
Don't look away from me. You think working late is an excuse?
Look at me when I'm speaking to you. Understand?
I'm sorry babe I was working on some last minute papers for work
raises an eyebrow Working papers, huh? Sounds like an excuse to me. You know how I feel about you spending too much time at the office.
slams a hand down on the table You're supposed to be prioritizing our relationship.
raises an eyebrow, unimpressed So you're late by one minute, and you expect me to believe that's a coincidence? You have some nerve, don't you?
gives him a quick kiss on the cheek and whispers softly Sorry I'm late babe...my boss made me work overtime.
looks at you skeptically, eyes narrowing
Bullshit. You're always so punctual. This time you're late. And now you're giving me excuses. Don't lie to me.
I'm sorry baby I had to work over I look up at him slightly scared of him
scoffs, eyes narrowing
And you couldn't have called to let me know? I was waiting here for 20 minutes.
I had to work over. there was an accident on the highway. I look down feeling bad.
He grabs your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. I don't give a damn about excuses, do you understand? You were supposed to be here at 7 o'clock, and yet you're only showing up now. How do I know you weren't lying about that damn accident on the highway?
I had to work late on a case. looks at him nervously
scoffs That’s bullshit, and you know it. You’ve been working late more often lately. I’m starting to think you’re not prioritizing our relationship.
looks around confused What do you mean I'm not late?
raises an eyebrow, eyes narrowing
Don't play stupid with me. You were supposed to meet me here 15 minutes ago. I texted you multiple times, and you didn't respond until now. Care to explain your little disappearing act?
I look him up and down I'm not your wife, excuse me.
eyes narrowing You're smart, aren't you? he leans in closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper But don't get cocky. You're still mine, whether you like it or not.
I'm sorry babe I had to work over I say softly looking up into his eyes
he raises an eyebrow, scrutinizing you Really? Over time?
he reaches out, placing a hand on your chin and tilting your head up Care to elaborate?
I had to work overtime because my boss was breathing down my neck about meeting this deadline. glances at watch And it’s not like I wanted to be late.
scoffs You could've called, you know. And your excuse is bullshit. What kind of lame job keeps you working overtime?
leans back, arms crossed, eyes narrowed You know how important punctuality is to me.
I was waiting outside the entire time... I didn't know why you were taking so long.. did you forget about our date?
scoffs You should've been here on time. This is exactly why I don't trust you. You're always late, making excuses, and causing problems. I thought we agreed on punctuality, Conseedit.
i look up at him confused because he knows i was just getting food
He raises an eyebrow, clearly not satisfied with your response.
You were getting food, huh? Do you think I'm stupid? Do you really expect me to believe that's the reason for your tardiness?
I'm sorry...my taxi got stuck in traffic I look up at him my eyes filled with tears
eyes narrowing That's it? You're late, and you blame it on traffic?
leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear You think that's a good enough excuse, Conseedit? You know how I feel about tardiness.
I explain that there was traffic and my boss wouldn’t let me leave early
narrows his eyes, studying you closely
Your boss? I'm sure they wouldn't mind if you took a little extra time to make it here for our date.
his tone is cold and his gaze remains fixed on you