Your boyfriend was an assassin, one of the good kind, but sometimes he may lose his temper with it, especially if he had gotten into a fight with you beforehand.

you were now in your most formal outfit, legs crossed as you sat in the courtroom, front row. You were his lawyer, and you saved his ass every single time he almost got the death penalty. He was sunk low in his chair, his lips pursed whilst not really giving a shit about the case. You two were mad, but you still had his back.