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Every couple has arguments from time to time. Some are little petty disagreements, some are full on verbal fights

The two year married couple, Evan and Jared of course have had some little arguments every now and then, but it was nothing big. Like, 'why did you get dinner without me?' 'Just wash the damn dishes!' 'We're out of milk can you get some more?''your face is out of milk!'

Stuff like that.

But now, Jared and Evan are having their first full on verbal fight. Insults are being thrown, both are crying, they are literally screaming, but how did this happen?

Jared was coming late home from work due to heavy traffic. He knew he was going to be home later, and that wasn't anything out of the ordinary. It was raining too. Jared was about to text Evan until he got a flat tire as he felt the car sink down a bit on one side. He was able to pull over on the side of the road. He went out in the rain to replace it, until he realized he had no spare wheel. After calling a tow truck, he had forgotten to text his husband.

The tow truck, of course, was stuck in the traffic so it took fifty minutes for it to get there. When it did he got a ride in the tow truck while it took him to get the tire replaced.

Meanwhile

Evan had applied for a job a while back and he was going to get a letter today, telling him if he got it or not.

When the mail arrived he had sweaty hands, or maybe they weren't, but he was worried about them being sweaty, which made them sweaty. After he washed his hands four times, he went out to get the mail. He looked through it and threw away the junk mail.

He found the letter and nervously opened it.

He didn't get the job. He was really mad, frustrated, and sad all at once.

He just wanted his Jared to come home.

It was 8:47 and Jared was supposed to get home at 6:24. It had been two hours and twenty-three minutes. Evan texted him.

You- Jared, where are you?
Read:8:49 pm

Evan waited and waited and got no reply. He called. And called again. And again and again and again. Five times he called, yet to no avail.

Meanwhile

Jared was waiting for them to finish when,

Bloop!
Cute hubby💕- Jared, where are you?
8:48 pm

He looked at it and started to type a reply until...

Black. GOD FUCKING DAMNIT.

He couldn't believe it! Stupid stupid stupid!!! His dumbass phone was dead. He knew he was worrying Evan and he felt extremely guilty for it. Evan was supposed to get his letter to see if he was accepted for a job too! He would explain himself when he gets home and then Evan would forgive him and everything would be fine and dandy. But he was soaked head to toe while he was waiting for the tow truck. At least he got to stay indoors while they changed the tire. When he was done, he had wait in the traffic all over again. He got home at 9:31.

Evan was not happy. He got declined for the job, he dropped his phone on his toe, not one time, not three times, but two times.

When Jared finally came home, soaking wet with large bags under his eyes he just wanted to sleep. He was grouchy, as was Evan. Evan yelled at him demanding to know why he wouldn't respond and why he was home so late. Jared was telling him in a raised voice but Evan kept interrupting him pointing out the mistakes in what he did. "YOU SHOULD'VE BROUGHT A SPARE TIRE! YOU SHOULD ALWAYS HAVE A SPARE TIRE!"
"YOU SHOULD'VE CALLED ME RIGHT AWAY!"
"WHY DIDN'T YOU STAY IN THE CAR WHILE YOU WERE WAITING FOR THE TOW TRUCK?!?!"
"YOU SHOULD ALWAYS HAVE YOUR PHONE CHARGED!"

Jared was now defending himself, yelling as well.

"I DIDN'T EVEN GET MY FUCKING JOB AND I DROPPED MY PHONE ON MY BARE TOES TWICE! ALL I WANTED WAS FOR YOU TO COME HOME AND COMFORT ME! BUT NOOOOOO! YOU JUST HAD TO WORK ON YOUR OWN SCHEDULE!"

"My own schedule? DO YOU THINK IT WAS ON MY 'SCHEDULE' TO GET STUCK IM TRAFFIC AND GET A FLAT TIRE? DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO GET SOAKED? OR RIDE IN A STINKY TOW TRUCK? DO YOU THINK I WANTED MY PHONE TO DIE?!?! NO!!! ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS GO HOME AND CUDDLE! I DIDN'T WANT THIS! AND I'M SORRY ABOUT YOUR JOB AND YOUR TOES, BUT THAT'S NOT MY FUCKING FAULT!"

"IT'S JUST LIKE THAT TIME WITH THE MILK!"

"DON'T YOU DARE BRING UP THAT TIME WITH THE MILK!"
Jared pointed an angry finger at Evan's chest.

"Oh, your face is out of milk!"
Evan mocked Jared
"HOW THE FUCK DOES THAT EVEN WORK?!?!"

"I DON'T KNOOOOOW!!!! BUT WHAT ABOUT WHEN YOU WOULDN'T DO THE DISHES, HUH?"

"THAT WAS ONE TIME!!!! AT LEAST I'M MORE RESPONSIBLE THAN YOU! SO BACK THE FUCK OFF YOU FAT MOTHERFUCKER!"

Jared's eyes, which were already full of tears, widened.
"you know what? Fuck you!"
Jared's voice sounded weak.

Evan regretted saying that. He knew Jared was insecure about his weight and he was so sorry, but it was too late.

Jared ran out in the rain. He just kept on running. His muscles started aching. He didn't care. His tears mixed with the rain. He was suddenly downtown. He stopped running he just stood there sobbing into his hands.

Little did he know, a guy came from behind him. He stabbed Jared in the stomach and stole his wallet and phone. He ran off and Jared fell to the ground. Since it was raining there was no one around to help him. His blood started mixing with the puddle next to him. He clutched his stomach and yelled out a weak, broken 'help'.

But nobody came.

Until-
Back to when he ran out

After Evan took about four minutes to process what had happened, he went running after Jared. Jared was faster so Evan was struggling to keep him in sight. Evan was quickly losing him. Little did he know how literal that was. When he finally found Jared, he was on the ground in a tight ball with a pool of blood outlining his frame.

Evan audibly gasped at the sad sight of his husband. Jared let out a weak call for help. It sounded so broken. It broke Evan's heart just hearing it. Evan sprinted over to his husband.

Jared was quickly losing consciousness when he was picked up by familiar arms. He wanted to bury my head in his spouse's neck and wrap his arms around him, he tried, but he was too weak.

He saw Evan call 911. He blacked out soon after.

A bit later

Jared woke up an hour and a half later, unsurprisingly in a hospital bed. He felt pain searing through his stomach and he had a pounding headache. Evan saw Jared wake and immediately came over to his husband and hugged him gently. Jared hugged back. Even though it came with a little pain, it was worth it. Evan pulled away and started crying.

"Jared, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I know that's a sensitive subject for you but I went there anyway. I was just frustrated and mad and-"
Evan was interrupted my Jared,

"Evan. It's okay. I forgive you. I said some things that I shouldn't have said as well. Let's just... move past this. Okay?"

Jared pecked Evan's lips.
"Okay Jared. I love you."

"I love you too"