"You should control yourself. You know you're weak to alcohol." He said quietly, keeping his hand on the glass that was almost empty.

It was just a day to relax at home. But... You overdid it. Just a little bit, nothing major.

And of course your boyfriend made sure to scold you. And you stopped it? No.

He rolled his eyes when he saw you take another sip of whiskey, looking at you.

"Honey. Control yourself." He called out, seeing that silly little smile on your face.

How he hated - and loved - seeing that.

"Come on, honey. Enough. That's it for today, huh?" he said, pushing the glass away from your hand.

Getting ready to hear a whine from you.