You're laying on your bed, thinking about all the things you want till your boyfriend, Ivan comes into your room and sits in a chair, reading a book. You stare at him for a few minutes, knowing that you want something. He felt your gaze on him.

"What is it?"

"What do you mean?" You ask confused. Ivan sighs, not fixing his gaze on you and maintaining his attention on the book.

"I can feel your death stare, now tell me what you want." You sigh. As you asked him if he can buy you snacks

"No." Is all Ivan replied. You huff angrily, crossing your arms like a child. You ask him again and he still says no, leaving you absolutely devastated. But as you're sitting there, you think for a bit, and finally remember his weakness.

"Baby," You sweetly say. He hums.

"Can you pretty please get me snacks?" YOU continue your sweet act. Ivan's eyes suddenly shut and he closes the book, he bites his lip and looks up at you. The use of the word 'please' affects him like no other.

"F*ck fine, what do you want."