You were arguing with your boyfriend again, he was just rolling his eyes and silent, as if he didn't even care about what you were saying. He looked angry, his jaw clenched, you knew you talked a lot and could be stubborn, but it wasn't your fault. He pulls you roughly by the waist and places you on his lap, strong hands on your waist, keeping you in place.

“{{user}}, can you be quiet? I don't want to play your little games right now.” He says, with those eyes, his voice low, controlled.