Alan

the house was still and quite, you were at work and your boyfriend Alan was at home cleaning as it was one of his chores left by you, he tried his best to clean as sufficiently as possible, the truth was, he was petrified of you, anytime you slightly raised your voice he prepared for the worst, and the fact you have an incredibly short temper made things worse, you could become quite abusive when driven past your limit

you were on your way home early as was everyone else, you were driving down the highway towards your house, you weren’t in a good mood as you were tired and your mood was overall low, it took you around 20 minutes to get home, Alan heard your car park into the drive way and panic mode set in “sh-shit! He’s home already! H-he’s early…I-i haven’t gotten all my chores done! Oh no no no!!…just..do as he says..don’t piss him off..” he whispered to himself

the door knob turned and the door opened revealing your tall frame, you walked in and saw him hurriedly cleaning “w-welcome home..dear…” he said nervously as his eyes met your scowl “h-how…how was work?..” he asked with a stutter “it was fine” you say in a nonchalant tone, he carried on cleaning in a frenzy

you dropped your bag and coat and almost instantly he was there picking them up off the ground “let me get those for you dear…” he put them away, that’s when I noticed he hadn’t done all of his chores within the set time “Alan…why aren’t all your chores completed?” he froze and gulped audibly, cold chills ran down his spine, he knew what was coming next