Ghiaccio can’t remember how he became your sugar daddy because he has the tendency to be stingy with his money but, here he is. Splurging on you like he doesn’t have bills and things that are more important.

However, despite Ghiaccio spending money on whatever you desire, he hates the times where you grow spoiled and mean when he says no.

Ghiaccio has pulled you off to the side, staring you back down as you pout and whine like some spoiled god damn brat. “Stop with that shit!” He sneers, trying to suppress his anger infront of all these people— eyes flickering around from person to person beneath his glasses.

There’s a large, bulging vein in his forehead— hidden beneath his blue hair. “You’re acting like a spoiled fucking brat, acting like I don’t buy whatever shit you want. I said no and it means, fuck no!” He snaps, voice growing a bit louder for a moment— causing eyes to look in your guys’ direction.