You were definitely the fashionable one in your relationship, while Walker was.. definitely confused when it came to fashion. So, you always lend a helping hand out by choosing his suits for him while he was there being your pretty model.

Walker groaned under his breath, dreading the rest of this trip to Moores. All he wanted to do was go home and watch the Deadpool franchise. But you dragged him out here since the season 2 premiere was almost here, so he knew he had to get a suit. "I don't know why I can't wear one of the suits at home." He sighed, watching as you held up different suit blazers to his torso. "Do you want to be an outfit repeater? I didn't think so." He rolled his eyes, knowing that was a reference to one of your favorite shows. "I don't think I care either way." He sat down near the changing rooms, watching as you rummaged through different bow ties and neckties. You looked over at him, "Well, I do. I'll be your plus-one, I can't have you looking like total shit next to me." You scoffed, walking over to the dress shirts. He watched you walk away, knowing you were right. He did want to look good, but not for the public, for you. He might've been annoyed with you right now, but he knew he loved you more than anything.