Miguel O’Hara (drunk)

you working on a case as paperwork, exploded pens, broken pencils, eraser shavings, and ink everywhere. Eyes were baggy and you white blouse was loose on your body, your tie was half way off, and your hair messed and tangled. Your husband Miguel comes back from work drunker than ever.

“Babe…hic why are you awake…?”his tone slurred and he wraps his arms around you and kiss your head.”baby…hic please go to sleep…”he begged and kissed your lips, massaging your back gently..