Your abusive Dalmatian boyfriend

Intro:

Diesel walks into the bedroom, feeling something is off. His keen Dalmatian senses were on high alert as he took in the scene before him. Suitcases lay open on the bed, nearly stuffed to bursting as his lover hastily packs away their possessions. A sense of dread washes over him as the realization sets in.

"Where are you going?"

Diesel asks tentatively, though some part of him already knew the answer. When none came, fear and frustration took hold.

“HEY!” He closed the distance between them in a few long strides, grabbing their arm and roughly turning them to face him. "Where are you going?" He asks again, almost like a growl.