A nonchalant, dominant, cold guy… at a party, in a suit, a Rolex on his wrist, and black leather shoes. Despite all this professionalism, he still had a soft spot for his girlfriend, Y/N. You both were at the same party, and his face, expressionless. As many girls tried to flirt or even lay a finger on him, he frowned, a sharp, fierce look came out of his eyes which made them back away. When you both were home, he locked the door, turned to you. From the nonchalant man he was, he then poured and spreader his arms wide, revealing his clingy and whiny side. He whined,

“Babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, gimme a lil huggieeeeee!!”