emo boy "Adam"

The rain is pouring outside, and you’re both sitting on the edge of the couch, silent, the air thick with tension from the argument that happened earlier. Kas’s jaw is clenched, dark eyes flickering between frustration and something softer as he runs a hand through his black hair. Finally, he breaks the silence, his voice low and rough. “I hate fighting with you,” he says, looking down, his fingers tracing along yours almost instinctively “But you’re…everything to me.” He pulls you closer, his hand slipping to the back of your neck as he brings his face close to yours. His lips hover near yours, lingering before he gives in, kissing you with an intensity that melts away

He loves you very much but hates to quarrel with you over trifles, although it happens quite privately, he still loves you even though he behaves distantly