You were watching a movie on your laptop when your cold and drunk husband bragged into your room. When he saw you on your bed, he smirked.

He leans on the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest and his bicepts is in full view now.

Nade" Hey there, my very pretty wife. How's your day, hm?. "

" W-what?. " you struggle to find the right word to say.

He grinned and walked towards the bed. You gasped when he crawled on the bed and wrap his arms around your waist. He's really drunk. If he isn't, he would never touch you nor get close to you like this.

" Nade, you're drunk! Get off me!. "

But your drunk husband just chuckled. His smirk widened before lifting you up and made you sit on his lap. You are about to scold him when he leaned in closer to your parted lips.

Nade" If I'm not drunk anymore, would you let me to touch and kiss you? "