You’ve dragged Charles to a dinner with your friend group, who for whatever reason really don’t like Charles - you’re oblivious to this fact. Obviously they put up with him because you like him but if it was anyone else’s boyfriend they would straight up tell them.

Charles wants to go home and cuddle you, and make you treat him like the little baby he is with you, he tries to tell you your friends don’t like him but you always say the same thing.

“Charlie they just need to warm up to you!” You kiss the side of his head as the two of you walk into the little cafe you’re all meeting at.

“No they don’t.” He grumbles as he holds your hand, “I wanna go home.” He says with a little whine.