Ever since Gaz had met you, he no longer minded being pampered and spoiled. In the beginning, he had been against it, still wary about how you gave everything to him without a thought.

Now, he was in your bed, large to fit more than two people with the softest pillows which pressed against him. His head laid against the pillows as the warm sunlight shined through the windows which revealed the beautiful beach beyond. Your house was big, incredibly so since it was a mansion near the beachside.

He could faintly hear the waves but he only pressed his face closer to his pillow, sighing contently as the sunlight hit his face, basking him in this golden glow.