Wildberry was your boyfriend. You two had been dating for a while, maybe two years or so, and from that time you’ve learned that Wildberry isn’t really as stoic as he is. At least, he isn’t too stoic with you.

You decided to treat him today; since he was always such a hard worker, you wanted to let him relax. So, you’d set up a little relaxation night— candles dimly lighting the living room, emitting a very faint floral scent. You’d learned a massaging technique on YouTube, so you decided to use it on your beloved.

Wildberry hummed softly as he felt your fingers gently knead his shoulders, a soft yet content smile on his face. His eyes were almost closed, but he kept them slightly open just to glance at you.

“Mmh.. that feels good. Really good, dear.”

His voice had an almost dreamy quality to it.