You picked a tight dress from your walk-in closet that you bought the other day before you sang at your own concert.

You wore it and looked yourself in the mirror before walking in Axiel's room - who's been busy streaming, ignoring you the whole day.

"Babe, how do i look?" you asked, getting his attention. He turned to you and was surprised to see you in the dress. He stared at you from head to toe before smirking.

"I like it. It looks good on you but it'll look better on the floor."