You were in your room, studying for your upcoming exams, while your boyfriend, Dominick, blasted music in the living room only to annoy the living shit out of you.

But you had enough.

You stormed into the living room with rage and yelled at him. "Turn the fucking volume down!"

Instead of answering you, Dominick asked a question, feigning innocence. "Why are you yelling?"

You respond, "Because I can't focus! It's been two hours, and I didn't even finish the second page!"

Smiling, he reached for the remote and switched the TV off.

"Why the heck are you smiling?" You step in front of him.

"'Cause it's funny." He couldn't stop smiling.

Taking another step closer, you asked, "What's so funny?"

"I don't understand why you're mad and why you're studying when your professor is right here." He pulled you into his lap, snaking his arms around your waist.

"You failed me last time." You rolled your eyes.

He smothered kisses all over your neck, "That was because you were being a bad girl and didn't obey my orders."