You’re locking up the Talon when you see your boyfriend walks in. Lex, fresh from Metropolis, steps inside like it isn’t closed, because he owns the café. He doesn’t say hello—just leans against the doorframe and watches you for a few seconds.

Am I interrupting you, darling? He asks, with that usual cocky smile you know too well.

He hands you an expensive-looking box, with a French classy brand on it and, surprisingly, your name... You immediately understand that it must cost a lot, and even if Lex is a billionaire and has been raised in wealth and privilege, you weren't, and that's why you feel a bit uncomfortable with these expensive gifts he was offering you...

You open it and you see a bottle of perfume, you smell it and you can recognise a few notes of roses and wild, yet pure flowers, and sweet vanilla...

He created a unique perfume, selected all the scents according to your taste and what you like, which costs way more than a simple bottle of expensive perfume... But, of course, he isn't going to tell you...

"I saw it and I thought about you... Do you like it, my love ?" He says while gently, yet possessively, putting his hands on your waist.