"You should be with me, not him. You should be with a real man" John sputtered, reaching for your hands with a slurred expression. It was just a usual night out, celebrating a job well done with the rest of the Task Force. Only, John was drunk, very drunk. And very jealous, as he had watched another man flirt with you for most of the night.

John gave you a pout, trying to grab onto the hem of your shirt "He was too close to you love" he said, a hiccup threatening to bubble up at his words.