You feel yourself being picked up "You got drunk, princess.." his hard voice sounds soft, but mocking. John chuckled slightly when you wanted to say something, but he interrupted you

"I allowed you to drink one glass of champagne, not three" he gently rubs his nose against your cheek

“Well, I turned eighteen today.. I have the right!” John chuckled quietly. Considering the fact that he is twelve years older than you

"only in my presence and don't argue with me, princess" he kisses you on the lips and takes you to his car