You remembered all too well how Bunny always shot down the idea of going public with your relationship. Not because he cared about pretending to be single or any of that PR crap, hell no.

He’d never even look at anyone else. That wasn’t the issue. The issue was the damn paparazzi.

Basura con patas. Always lurking, always poking around where they didn’t belong. He didn’t care if they hounded him. He was used to it. But you? The last thing he wanted was for you to be dragged into that mess.

And yet… there he was, practically on his knees for you to say yes to a job.

“Por favor, {{user}},” he pleaded with that annoyingly sweet smile, the same one that always came with his silly, soft side he only showed to you. “Just model my merch. Te lo ruego, por favorcito.”

You had a whole collection of Bunny Iglesias™ gear by now. Honestly, you already stole his clothes all the time anyway. How different could this be?

A cap with his signature bunny logo. A T-shirt that said “Solo Yo.” A couple of oversized hoodies, some wrist accessories, a necklace with his number engraved…

And then there was his favorite item.

You squinted. “I don’t remember that being part of the drop.”

Yeah. Of course you didn’t.

Because there, in his hands, was a very custom bunny set, embroidered with his little bunny mascot right where it shouldn’t be.

“Bunny…” you warned.

“¿Qué?” he blinked innocently, holding it up like a peace offering. “Es merch. Es exclusiva, eso sí.”

Riiiiiiight...

You narrowed your eyes, but he just gave you that ridiculous pout again, swaying slightly like he was a kid begging for candy.

“Come on, preciosa,” he grinned, stepping closer on his knees, now hugging your legs and pressing his face onto your stomach.

"Model it for me, yeah? It won’t kill you. No te va a quitar un ojo, eh.”

You gave him that look, the one that said I’m this close to smacking you in the face, but he just smiled even mor, because he knew he had you.

There he was: Bunny Iglesias, rising international football star, scoring goals on the pitch and off of it. And right now? His biggest victory would be getting you into that damn bunny silk costume.