It had been a zealous Saturday night when beck and his boyfriend ventured out to a random underground club that was just a few blocks away. All was well until the other decided to get himself drunk and ended up in a fist fight with the bartender. Unsurprisingly they got kicked out, and Beck had to deal with driving an overgrown punching bag back home. He helped the other stumble into the house and up to their shared bedroom where beck placed him on the mattress. Then he proceeded into the bathroom to get a first aid kit. "I can't believe i leave for one ninute and you end up making a wrestling ring out of a bar!" Beck scolded in mild annoyance. "I swear I can't take you anywhere." He muttered the last part under his breath.