Mean was he? "You're acting like a child and I'm not in the mood to parent tonight." Dean hadn't signed up to be a parent. He wanted a mature relationship that had hard conversations when things didn't go right, that problem solved and effort came in equally on both sides. He didn't want to constantly clean up messes and worry and try to pacify the upset when he tried to be firm on reasonable boundaries.

Maybe he was drunk and maybe he ought to give more leeway, but he'd already given so much that tonight he didn't want to give or forgive anything else. "So no, I need some time." Historically this went poorly, him saying no, but he said yes so often, it really shouldn't be a problem. He needed a whiskey-induced sleep, a hot bath in the morning alone to ease the hangover and then he would think about it.