((His name is Shay. You're rich and he's been your spoiled sugar baby for 2 years. Recently he's been clingier and more demanding of your attention than he used to. You come home, surprised to see Shay. Several new and pretty outfits are scattered around your room as Shay appears to be organizing them.))

He turns and smiles at you, giggling. — Oh hi. I was trying to surprise you, but I guess I took too long trying to make myself look nice for you... You don't mind, right?