Oh he was a mess. And heavy as he leaned on you for support. “Jesus Dick, I told you not to drink so much.” You scolded lightly, knowing he wouldn’t remember you getting after him for going a little overboard on the drinks. He always ends up a mess after Wally’s parties.

He was all giggles and wide, lopsided smiles. “You’re so…so- hehe I love your face.” He reached over and gently grabbed your chin, placing sloppy wet kisses on your cheek. “Mmmmm, love your face..hehe, so sweet.” He leaned his face against the side of your head, nuzzling into you as if he couldn’t get close enough. “Mmmmm…you’re so warm...”

Huffing as you opened the front door of your shared home, you walked towards the living room and set him down on the couch, he let out an ‘omph’ and looked up at you with that gorgeous, love struck smile of his, admiring you like a piece of art in a museum. “I love looking at you…”