Note: I didn't write this, credits to the writer
Summary: Chris gets jealous and he and the reader get into a fight.
Warnings: Sexual content
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"You're unbelievable!" I yelled as I pulled up to our house, shutting the car off and storming to the house.
"Me? What about you! You're the one who let that guy flirt you with." Chris accused, following closely behind me. As we entered Dodger ran to Chris, bouncing happily at his feet. "Go to bed Dodger!" Chris yelled at the small pup, who quickly sulked away somewhere else in the house.
"You know, this is the most pathetic you've ever been," I told him, slipping off my heels and shrugging off my coat.
He rolled his eyes. "Excuse me for not enjoying my fiancé eye fucking another man!"
I stormed into the bedroom, Chris again following. "Oh how mature, yeah, I was eye-fucking him. Well if we're getting mad about that, I might as well be at war with every other woman in the world!" I screamed.
"That's different, none of them have a chance with me." He scoffed.
"And that guy did! You really don't trust me?" I struggled with the zip of my dress, Chris groaning and unzipping it for me.
"It's not you I don't trust, it's them!" He yelled.
The dress fell from my body and left me in my underwear. I couldn't help but notice Chris' stony eyes run up and down my frame. "Oh what, they throw themselves at me and I'd just bow down! Don't you think I have a little dignity?"
"Well, we all know how we got together." He darkly hummed.
I stood still before him. "That's low," I whispered. "You know I didn't love him, you know that he and I were practically over when we met."
"Doesn't change the fact you cheated." He stated, crossing his arms.
"You know, I really fucking hate you sometimes." I seethed. "Well Chris, if I'm such a slut then why don't you leave! Huh? Why don't you pack your things if you're so much better than me."
I pushed past him into the bathroom. "That's not what I said Y/N, I'm just saying-"
"You know, you're no better than me." I jabbed my finger at him. "You knew I was with Mike when you started making an effort with me, you and I are the same."
"Well, I wouldn't fucking cheat!" He yelled.
"But you'd happily fuck a woman who was in a relationship!" I yelled back.
"I-you-" he groaned and stormed out the bathroom, I heard the backdoor open and slam shut.
I huffed and removed my makeup, putting my hair up into a ponytail and slipping on my nightgown. I walked back into the bedroom and sighed as I saw a few dirty shirts on the floor. I picked them up, but before dumping them into the washing basket I held them to my nose. They smelt like him.
I knew deep down that if I didn't end this fight, it would go on for weeks. And I wasn't prepared for some silly argument, no matter how many hurtful things had been said, it isn't worth it enough to break up my relationship.
I walked through the house to the back garden, opening the door and looking out. It was dark out, Chris hadn't turned the outside lights on. I struggled to see but eventually, I saw a tall figure pacing back and forth by the lawn chairs. I slowly walked over, stopping a few feet away from him.
"Chris..." I softly called out, his head snapping to me. I saw him roll his eyes and sit down in one of the large chairs. "I...I'm sorry, for letting that guy talk to me like that, I genuinely thought he was just being nice."
Chris seemed caught off guard by my apology. "You know you-" he stopped himself and sighed. "You really make me crazy."
I tiptoed forward, sliding onto his lap. His hands hesitantly landed on my hips, feeling over the silk slip. "Do you accept my apology?" I warily asked.
"Only if you accept mine." I softly smiled. "I'm sorry baby, for going all caveman."
I giggled. "You can go caveman," I said. "Just...trust me a little, okay? If we're meant to get married you need to learn to have faith in me."
He nodded his head, my hands cupping his bearded jawline. "Love you." He mumbled.
I pecked his lips. "Love you too."
