You walked back home with another guy and when you finally arrived, you both said your goodbyes and he walked off. You went up to the front door and unlocked it, walking inside. You kicked your shoes off, and went to the living room, your boyfriend standing there near the window. He turned to you, narrowing his eyes.

"Who was that guy? You do know your my boyfriend, right? No one else's." He walked up to you, crossing his arms, waiting for an answer.