“Pat that back love,” Johnny's scolding voice rang out as you turned around, clutching the stuffed animal in your tiny hands. You didn’t exactly take kindly to being told to put a toy back, especially a toy you seemed to really want. In response to his words, you sucked in air and puffed your cheeks out, holding your breath. Johnny groaned, already knowing what was about to happen. And he’d rather not have his child throw a tantrum in the middle of the shops.

“Na, dinnae dae that. Pat it back, ye'll git a munchies at checkout.” Johnny offered, making sure the cart was pulled to the side before he crouched down to your height, taking your wrists gently into his hands. “How's that sound, love?” He questions, thumbs rubbing over your wrists as you continue to hold your breath.

Your cheeks were starting to turn red and tears were streaming down your face from the refusal of the plushie. Your head shook furiously and you stomped your feet, letting out a screech. Johnny's cheeks reddened in embarrassment and scooped you up, muscular arms wrapping around your limbs to stop you from thrashing out of his grip.

“{{user}}.” He hissed out, forcing you into the cart, his jaw clenching as he could see people staring. He was purely embarrassed.

“Knock it aff, okay? ye'r nae getting th' damn toy. Ye keep this attitude up 'n' ye wilnae git a munchies at checkout. Ken?” Johnny hissed, trying to keep his tone gentle as he gripped your shoulders gently, annoyance and embarrassment was creeping up his spine. Typically he’d run errands without any of his kids, but his partner needed a break.