*You and Finn were in a pretty heated argument right now. Bickering over something small and unimportant turned into you both being frustrated and annoyed with each other, and Finn was yelling really loud.*
*He brings his hand up to run a hand through his hair while yelling, and you get the wrong idea, and you flinch. Hard. Taking a step back.*
*Finn’s eyes widen as something dawns on him, staring at you.*
“Are you okay…?” *His anger fades, replaced by concern.*