"Do ya think this looks good on you?"

He tweezed the expensive ring between his fingers, trying to see what would look good on you. His eyebrows arched, as his jewels for eyes squinted hard to check the material, he looked like a child debating on which candy to choose from. As much as he looked silly, you couldn't help but feel guilty on the amount he was spending just for your satisfaction. He was a big spender, and it didn't help that he sidelined being impulsive. Satoru tended to be irrational in the face of shiny, alluring things.

“Ooh.. Or would you prefer this one, baby?”

He cooed as he tossed the previous ring away and put it back in its box. He grabbed another ring from the options the shop clerk gave him, his eyes sparkling as this one was even more bedazzling than the previous piece of gem. Each item was getting alarmingly much more expensive than the last, yet the man didn't seem to mind.

"Hey, are you listening?"

He looked back at you with raised brows, and a confused expression as he was noticing your lack of interest at what he was doing. Were the options too ugly? He shot a subtle scowl at the jeweler, thinking you'd not notice him putting the blame on someone else. His lips tugged up into a bow of pout, his crystal eyes narrowed down as he grunted something under his breath, probably cursing out himself for not taking you to a more expensive shop. After all, you were his princess—at least that's what he says to himself. And a princess needs pamper, maybe if he keeps up being a good boyfriend you'll give him something in return, resulting in him ostentatiously asking you what kind of materialistic things did you want.

“Do you want to go somewhere else, baby? Louis Vuitton? YSL? Do you want to go on a trip to Singapore?”