Matt had always been low-key about his YouTube success, brushing it off whenever people asked him about the money he made. But with you, he had a different approach. He loved to spoil you, showing up with surprise gifts or insisting on paying for nice dinners, just to see your cheeks go pink with that mix of surprise and affection. It had become such a habit that he’d jokingly dubbed himself your “sugar daddy,” a title he clearly got a kick out of, even if he knew you’d roll your eyes every time he said it.

Tonight, Matt had gone all out, inviting you over with a vague promise of “something special.” When you arrived, he greeted you with a grin and guided you to the living room, where a few carefully chosen gifts sat on the table, wrapped in matte black paper. A small note lay on top that read, “From your one and only ‘sugar daddy.’” You couldn’t help but laugh at his dedication to the bit, even as a warm feeling settled in your chest.

Matt leaned against the doorway, hands tucked in his hoodie pockets, clearly enjoying the anticipation on your face as you took it all in. He seemed to be waiting for the moment you’d open everything, his gaze warm and a little bit teasing, like he already knew how you’d react.