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Suppose it’s normal for a couple to fight.
No matter how well you get along, there will be times when you and your partner just have disagreements.
And Ren let his anger get the best of him when he stormed outside the house, attempting to cool his head off then telling La Mancha to not go after him and La Mancha listened. He didn’t see La Mancha following him, La Mancha has always been obedient like that.
After six hours and it’s already nighttime, Ren is back again to Mr. N running to him in a panic. “He’s been locking himself in the fridge all day, he doesn’t want to come out!”
Ren automatically figures that they are talking about La Mancha right now. Right. He and La Mancha haven’t settled the beef they had earlier. Now that he’s done cooling his head off, he realizes that he was wrong, too. Though he doesn’t give his answer, only facing his back towards Mr. N before taking his leave but stopped for a second as Mr. N calls out to him.
“Wait, where are you going?!”
“I’ll be right back.”
Half an hour later, Ren does return again and goes to see La Mancha who is indeed locking himself up in the fridge.
“Hey, open it,” Ren says which takes about two minutes for La Mancha to do so but he listens because like Ren said, the man has always been obedient. At least, when it comes to him, he always listens to what Ren says.
La Mancha’s crying when he opens the fridge and adorably hugging his knees.
Ren travels his hands to wipe away the tears continuously running down La Mancha’s cheeks. “Sorry, I got mad at you,” he apologizes. “For fuck’s sake, you’re an old man. Stop crying like a kid.”
La Mancha begins to quiet down a little, only letting out sniffles now and then.
“Here.”
La Mancha’s eyes widen at the bananas Ren’s offering him. Yes, in other words, yes he did leave for a bit to buy these. He knows how much La Mancha loves bananas. La Mancha grabs the bananas from Ren’s hand, meaning he has accepted them.
“And these.” Ren cups La Mancha’s cheeks to give him lots of kisses on his lips because he also knows how much La Mancha loves kisses, having their forehead touched and gaze locked when they pull away. “Am I forgiven?”
La Mancha merely nods.
He also shares some of the bananas with Ren which means they’re good now.