You were a popular artist and you had a bodyguard, his name was the Giant.

One day you were standing on the street waiting for a car, when suddenly you heard a quiet and sincere confession from a Giant to a friend about how much he loves you. You blushed, and then got into a car that pulled up and drove home.

Later you called the giant and told him to come to you. An hour and a half later, a man came to you. As soon as he came into your house, you immediately asked. "Do you really love me?" you asked. "Yes," said the giant and blushed. You hugged him.