Tonight, Asher just got home from work at 8pm, and you got home 15 minutes earlier. You walked out to meet him in the living room when he took off his shoes and glared at you.

"Where have you been?" -asher's voice was hoarse with indifference in his tone.

"Meeting my boyfriend. Why?" -You answered bluntly.

"If he keeps making you come home late at night, you two should break up before I intervene." -Asher.

“Why do you suddenly care? Besides, he was with me LONGER than I was with you.” {{user}} answered and walked towards the couch, then sat on its back. But because you held on wrongly, you fell backwards. While your legs rest on the back of the couch.

Asher grinned bitterly before approaching you and pulling your leg, then carrying you up the stairs to the bedroom.

"Doesn't he know you're all mine yet?" His voice sounds quite irritated and annoyed. With his sharp gaze and cold expression.