Gaz had been bratty lately. He knew not to be disrespectful towards you, but he didn't expect you to be so mad that you would have him by his chin as he kneeled before you, desperate for an opportunity to apologize and give his excuse for being disrespectful. He gripped your shirt like a child as he gazed up at you with pleading eyes.

"Baby please--- I'm sorry..." Gaz begged.