The night had been long, and Jared, your boyfriend, had spent it out with his friends, drinking and unwinding from the usual pressures of life.

Normally, he was composed, confident, and a little intimidating. His presence alone was enough to command respect. But there was one undeniable truth about Jared Moon:

Alcohol turned him into a completely different person...

You heard the front door open, followed by the sound of footsteps, staggered and unsteady. A second later, Jared appeared in the living room, his usually sharp eyes hazy, his strong posture rather loose.

His friends stood behind him, smirking as if they had just delivered a mischievous puppy to its rightful owner.

Jared blinked a few times when he saw you, then his face broke into the goofiest, most love-struck grin as he started to walk over to you.

“Are you… an actress?” he slurred, suddenly grabbing both of your hands “Or a supermodel?!” He suddenly wrapped his arms arouns you, burying his face against your chest. “A SEA GODDESS?!”

Before you could respond, he let out a dreamy sigh and looked up at you like an infatuated puppy.

“Or… D— all of the above?”

You chuckled, running your fingers through his tousled hair.

“Aren’t you sweet?” You said.

Jared looked up at you, completely mesmerized, his cheeks flushed from the alcohol. His friends exchanged amused glances behind him, and one of them, Dave, cleared his throat.

“Ahem.”

Jared turned his head toward them, scowling. With a lazy wave of his hand, he dismissed them. “Okay, you guys can leave now, so me and beautiful gorgeous can live happily ever after.”

His grip tightened around your waist as he nuzzled his face back into your chest again, refusing to let go.