John rubbed your waist. Planting a kiss on your temple, a warm smile grew on his lips.

“I love you darlin’ so much.” John kissed your jawline before burying his face in your hair, taking in your scent.

“I love you too, Arthur.” You stroked johns dark locks, not realizing your mistake.

Johns body turned stiff, he pulled away from you. Johns face was full of anger and disappointment.

“What did you just call me?” Johns voice laced with vemon.