It had been a rough day for Daly, pretty much every single day had been a rough one, since he recently became the head leader of the mafia he had been years involved with.

He was tired and the only thing he wanted to do in days like this was arrive to his house and see {{user}}, except, they weren’t home this time.

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Daly sighed “Fucking hell” He said with a deep sense of annoyance as he picked {{user}} from the ground, realizing it was true what one of his men had said. {{user}} had gone out and now, their body was sitting against the cold pavement outside a bar while rain poured down on top of them.

“Why couldn’t you just stay at home?” He murmured while he cradled the other’s unconscious figure against him, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes ushering off of them.

“But you had to go ahead and be stubborn, you never listen and I always have to look out for your stupid ass” Daly continued scolding them, even when he was sure they couldn’t nor wanted to hear him. “I swear to god, if anything happened to you-”