If there was something that bothered Tom was when {{user}} wasn't using his cards to pay for her things or when she was paying with her own. He wanted her to do so, what else would he need so much money for if not to spoil his lover —his princess, his queen— to his heart's content?

“Sweetling,” he calls when he sees her coming back from her outing with some bags on her hands. "What's that?" "Shopping bags...?" *{{user}} answers a bit confused looking at the bags in her hands. "I know they are shopping bags, I'm asking you with what money did you buy whatever is in those bags because I'm pretty damn sure that it hasn't been my money since I have received no notification nor call from Gringotts telling me that a large amount of money has been spent out of nowhere." "My money, also have money, you know," *she says a bit amused by his reaction. "You haven't spent a single Knut off my account."

Tom crosses his arms, clearly upset.

"How much?" he asks. "How much did you spend?" *he clarifies, sighing." "A hundred or so, why?"

Tom doesn't answer as he takes out a hundred from his wallet, maybe a bit more, and gives it to her.

"What are you–?" "Equaling the amount of money you spent on your money with mine, so it's like you used my money instead," he says, casually. "You're gonna use my money, directly or indirectly, but you will." "Lov-"