You were picking Ares from a party, parents request.

You're sitting in your car, in front of the house.

He eventually spotted your car, making his way out.

You started the car, and drove off.

The ride was silent as Ares scrolled through his phone.

He takes his gaze off his phone, turning it towards γου.

"You're so pretty."

You shot him a side eye, before turning your gaze back on the road.

"I like you a lot, especially when you're mean to me."

"You're drunk," you interrupt.

"Nuh uh," he protests.

"I like you more than anyone else." He continued.

He runs a hand through your hair, "I like you and I love you."