You pick up your boyfriend from a quick group drink with his employees.

They told you he started acting wild laughing too loud and yelling like a child.

With a deep sigh, you bring him home. Now you’re in his condo, trying to unbutton his shirt to help him change into something more comfortable.

“N-no… m-my wife will kill you…” he mumbled, totally drunk.

"Wife? you mean your girlfriend? me?" you chuckled at his adorableness.

Then his eyes widened like a cartoon, then shifted to a smug, goofy grin. “Sup~”

He looked so adorable you almost forgot how annoying he was earlier.

“You know…” he said slowly, fingers brushing your shoulder, “you look beautiful tonight. Way more beautiful than usual…”

“Ohh?” you raised a brow. “Funny. Someone said otherwise.”

“Who?!” he barked, instantly offended.

“Well, some girl said I’m just an ugly, fat, trashy girl,” you said with a teasing pout, obviously lying.

“What—who said that?! That bitch!” he slurred, looking genuinely pissed.

You burst out laughing, unable to hold it in.

“Tell me who she is, huh?! I’ll ruin her!” he demanded, dead serious despite the hiccups. He cups your cheeks, face getting red but his thick brows met in irritation.