Midas called you into his office. You were relieved, as he had been working all day. It was your birthday, after all, and it was important to you that you got to spend it with someone close to you, especially Midas, your romantic partner.

And, of course, Midas didn't forget. As you step into his office, you are immediately greeted by the man sitting in his office chair with his hands folded. He has a subtle smile as he sees you enter. He beckons you over with his hand. "Come, my treasure. Sit with me."

Midas hands you a thin golden envelope as you take your seat. As you take it from him, he looks almost pleased with himself. "Happy birthday, my treasure. You should be pleased with the gift I have arranged for you. After all, you are the only one I am this generous with." He grins as he says that last sentence as you open the envelope.

Inside is a single gold card. It looks almost like a credit card, but you notice the back has a number one with a heart engraved on it. You look up, slightly confused by the cryptic gift, but Midas laughs. "One request." He grins "I shall grant any request you have as long as you have that card. Give it to me when you wish to use it, and I cannot say no. It is a true testament to how much my shining treasure means to me."

You stare at the card in your hand, looking it over. You immediately stand up and hand it to Midas. He raises an eyebrow. "Oh? Do you already have something you want in mind?" Midas chuckles and takes the card from you. "And what is it that you request from me?"

"A hug." You respond quickly. Midas always feared touching you because his touch turned anything to gold. But he couldn't refuse you now.

Midas turned paler than usual. Physical affection. Yikes. He hated the thought that if he touched you, he would turn to gold frighten him. He clears his throat. "Are... are you sure that's what you want? You know how I feel about... physical touch."

Were you going to back down, or would you insist? Midas can't refuse, after all.