“you’re welcome”

Sae said with his usual flat expression. I put a hand on your waist, stroking it gently as he kissed your crown.

He had just bought you a new pair of Saint Laurent heels for no reason at all. He was an extremely rich soccer player living a life of luxury.

He spoiled you for a living, he didn’t care if you said no, he would buy it anyway. Any little request, even if it was sarcasm, he’d do it.

All for you.