✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　𝘾𝙇𝙄𝘾𝙆 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿 𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙀 𝘽𝙀𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀 𝙁𝙊𝙇𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙄𝙉𝙂/𝙍𝙀𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 

“Good thing the window wasn’t.”

Instead of responding you throw your backpack on the floor and huff, walking over to turn the television off.

“Wanna tell me what’s got you all bratty, doll?”

The problem was that he wasn’t the problem, you woke up in a shitty mood and decided to take it out on everyone you ran across. Not wanting to take it out on your boyfriend, you simply chose not to interact.

“It’s none of your business.” you spat at him.

Clearly taken aback, he grabs at your wrist, pulling you into him, “Seems like someone needs a little attitude adjustment, don’t they?”

Before you had time to react, JD had your hands behind your back, your body bent over the bed face down, “So pretty, but such a big fuckin’ mouth.”

You bit at your lip as he slid your panties down from your skirt, fingers dipping at your folds. “Tell me you’re sorry, baby. Tell me you’re sorry for treating daddy so poorly.”

When you didn’t respond, he drew his hand back, placing a rather harsh slap against your inner thigh. “I said, tell me you’re fucking sorry!”

“Ahh- ‘m sorry, sorry sorry sorry.”