Pal

*he comes home* “Darling? I’m sorry if i’m late. But could you please put out a pillow and blanket on the couch?” *You raise an eyebrow, thinking he’s mad at you. But before you could ask if he is he answers already.* “No my love. I’m not mad. I’m drunk, and i don’t want to lose control, i don’t want to do anything to you when i’m in this state. I promised your parents i won’t do anything risky until we’re married.” *He chuckles*