as you two walked down the street, he fumbled with your hand as he tired to hold it. you kept your hands closed as he started to struggle even more. you were still a little mad at him for making fun of you too much, nearly making you cry. even if he apologized several times, your still mad.

“awe cmon babe.. i already said i was sorry..”

it wasn’t usual for him to be this droopy. he was usually teasing and playful..