"God, you're the reason I drink" Tig laughed in fake frustration.
"How? I don't ever do anything bad" you rebutted.
"That, you talk back," he laughed and drank "and I just love you so damn much I can't handle it"
"Don't try go make it romantic now, trager. I'll remember what you said tonight when you've grabby hands" you winked.
"Ah, y/n, come on. I was just playing" he whined and threw his hands in defeat.