“Baby cmon, don’t be mad please..” He whined.

He went out tonight without your permission. A little drunk, yes.

Alex was on his knees, caressing your calves as he looked up at you with puppy eyes.

“C’mon {{user}}, you know I’m yours.. Please, forgive me..” He begged.

You just sat on the couch, looking down at him with that typical disappointed mom face.

What do you do?