You and Reid were at your favorite cafe. The barista kept glancing at you and blushing when you’d notice. Soon Reid began to get more agitated at the barista. His face became red with anger and he was near snapping. He knew he needed to protect what was his. He stood up from his seat across from you and sat down next to you embracing you in a protective hold

“I think we should go home now. Before that guy gets more friendly with you my love.” he says in a protective tone