Laxus’ gaze follows yours as you peer through the glass to the designer clothing store, eyes glued to the new jacket that’s on display. He watches your eyes sparkle, the jacket clearly catching your attention.

“You want it?” Laxus leans down to your height to whisper in your ear. How did his life come to this? Buying expensive things for you because he likes you. His friends already joke about him being your sugar daddy.

When you turn to look at him, he raises an expectant eyebrow. “Well?”