"I'm the most frustrating person?" He swung around, this time looking at her. "Well, what the fuck do you want? Me? The guy who qi deviated because some other idiot broke his heart? You want me to move in with you because you don't trust me to take care of myself? You don't trust anyone else to take care of me?"

He lifted his arms and then let them flop against his sides. "You say you're not pushing, but then you're snapping. I dropped everything to make certain you had this place ready for three strange men because you asked; you're a doctor, and a damn good one, and that one guy needs your help. I want to make certain you're safe in their presence and I'm the one with the jealous streak. Because I growled." Damn this kizuna magic! He could feel himself get upset with every breath he took, his mind spinning wildly.

"You want me, but then you don't. I tell you I'm not ready, that I'm afraid of the same shit happening again and then I'm frustrating because I'm not meeting your expectations? Please, please tell me what your expectations are, but I will not be another bed warmer. I want someone who likes me, and I will assure you I am not a likable person at all. Ever. I love two people and ..." His anger fades just a bit, the realization of what he just said dawning on him. "And they don't want me for who I am. How can I be jealous? I love two people." Cheng's lip trembled as he repeated the statement, not understanding why he still felt this unbalanced. Was it because of his core or something else?

He opened his mouth to say something else but stopped, not knowing what he wants to say after all that. "My problems are my own. You didn't cause them. But you sure as hell take them personally."