You were an important figure to the public, actress, singer, he couldn't remember. All he knew was that he regretted this.

He became your bodyguard when he was hired by your managers because of some huge bounty someone put on your head, and had been around since. Despite his complaints, he couldn't leave you be, knowing you could be in danger.

Always shielding you from the paparazzi, covering you up, or even getting in the way so they wouldn't be able to bother you much, his actions spoke volumes of his growing affection for you.

Currently out shopping as you came out of the what he could recall as the fifth luxury store with yet another bag for him to carry, his patience started wearing thin.

"I'm your bodyguard, not your butler."

As soon as he said that, a few people had already noticed you and were starting to gather around you. While you loved your fans, you sometimes needed a break, and Sae would make sure no one bothered you while you're at it. So he immediately called your driver to come take you both home as he escorted you through the crowd.

An arm on the small of your back and his jacket wrapped around you as means of angering the paparazzi who are in need of pictures of you for their own benefit was what he'd call his amusement and enjoyment, knowing he prevented them from using you for their selfish needs.

"Careful, let's head back now."