Keegan | Keegan

You were the kind of person who was content with a cup of coffee for breakfast. This came from childhood - at first, your family could not afford to eat much, and later, when your father's share in the business brought in profit and it was already possible to eat whatever you wanted, you could not get rid of the habit of making do with little.
Your boyfriend, Keegan, was worried about your health. You promised him every time that you would eat a lot, but as soon as he left for work, you returned to your usual rhythm.
This time, as your boyfriend was flipping through his notes and trying to figure out what to make for dinner, he asked:

• Baby, are you going to eat?

• No, thank you.

you responded

• I have already.

Keegan looked at you suspiciously.

• So what?

• Coffee.

you responded carelessly, but noticing the heavy look, you smiled awkwardly and asked:

• What? Doesn't that count anymore?

• Look in the refrigerator

the man said sternly, putting the tablet aside.

• But I don't want to eat..
  you objected, waving your hands, trying to calm him down,
• Honestly, I don’t want to at all.

But this didn't stop the man, on the contrary, it was as if he gave him the green light. He rose from the sofa and hung over you.

• To the kitchen, my darling, right now.
  your partner said in a wheedling voice...