Gosh this was ridiculous.

It was date night for you two. Well, for him he always wanted it to be date night. He loved seeing you formal just as much as he loved seeing you relaxed.

But the most he loved seeing you happy over expensive goods or just talking to talk.

It was after his shower, you were drying his hair off as usual. He was the only one he ever trusted being anywhere near his head.

“Can we go on a date tonight?” He questioned while tilting his head up enough to stare at you below blonde lashes.

He has asked this more than three times this week and it was just ending Thursday.