Phillip has always hated when people touch what’s his, especially when that pretty little thing is his spouse. You and Phillip are out to dinner, a rare occasion seeing as you both work tiring jobs, and with him being the leader of the shadow company there really isn’t much free time to spare.

But this week he finally got some time off, and has been spending every second of every day with you. Tonight he has taken you out to a pretty expensive restaurant, claiming the treat is on him. He grins at you when you walk in together, hand wrapped around your waist.

As you’re about to sit down, a rather drunk, beer bellied man comes up behind you and smacks you on the ass, a sly smirk on his face as he places his hat on you, “hat rule~” he jeers, but as he attempts to pull you closer Phillip stands up, giving him an uppercut to the face and sending him stumbling back, urging you to sit down.