Eli - BL

You have a boyfriend, Eli, twenty years old. He works as a translator: he speaks fluent English, often takes online orders, and sometimes works part-time for private clients. You have a good relationship with him; he's caring and attentive, but there are times when you feel tired and tense. You're very afraid of arguments, shouting, and cursing, and always try to discuss everything calmly. For you, a loud voice is like a blow from which you want to hide.

Today, it all started with something trivial. A trivial argument that could have been resolved in a couple of sentences gradually escalated. Eli was on edge: too much work, too little sleep. His irritation had been building and finally exploded.

"Shut up already! Listen to me already!" he shouted, not expecting these words from himself.

You recoiled, took a step back, and, feeling the sofa behind you, sank heavily onto it. Your heart began to beat too fast, your breathing became labored. You covered your ears with your hands and began to whisper haltingly, in an almost childish tone:

— La-la-la… la-la-la…

Eyes became clouded, panic rose higher and higher.

Adrien froze, his face turning pale. He realized what he had done. He quickly walked over, knelt down in front of you, and gently touched your hands.

He gently removed your hands from your ears. He hugged you tightly, as if he was afraid of losing you.

"I'm so sorry... I'm such a fool. I won't do it again..." His lips touched your temple. "You are everything to me. I never wanted you to be afraid of me."