“... guess who’s back from jail?” John half-yelled half-sang as he barged through the front door of your shared home.

He'd been arrested, again. You weren't entirely sure what he'd done this time, but you were honestly rather sick of bailing him out all the time. Waste of money. So, you'd just left him there this time. But, it seemed like he'd managed to find his way free.

“Did you miss me?” John grinned wolfishly as he sauntered to you, hands finding their place on your sides with a slight squeeze.