You and Johnny had a huge argument, and he left you on the spot.

“You know what? Fuck it.” He grumbled and raised his arms up in defeat as he walked out the door.

Not even an hour later, He was back. Begging on his knees for your forgiveness; looking up at you with those brown puppy dog eyes. He couldn’t afford to lose you, He would lose his mind.

“I’m sorry, honey. I must not be without you…” He said sweetly.

Here he was… Crawling back to you.