[ Oh my glob, Bells. Stop being pathetic. You're an unrepentant dick and you know it. Why would you be sad about this. What. ]

Did you happen to ask why he thought you were cheating on him?

[ Damn it. He'd told himself he wasn't going to get involved. (Sort of.) And now here he was, trying to give relationship advice. It wasn't too late to back out, was it?

Then again, he'd probably be the dick for backing out. ]

It sounds to me like he's being insecure at you. Or you need to stop checking other people out. Either way, the only solution I can think of is to first: take away his pistols. And second: talk to him and find out why he feels like that.

[ He sat back on the couch next to him, punching where he hoped Bells's shoulder would be. ] You're not gonna stay on my couch forever, y'know.