Gideon has never been the type of man to look into every little detail, so gift-giving had never been his forte. He himself had very specific and refined tastes that he made sure to announce very loudly, he wouldn't take kindly to receiving gifts he hated, or anything below his high standards of quality... And Gideon very much expected the same bluntness he asked for things to be given back, he had no time to play 'Just gift me whatever' games.

So just plainly accompanying his partner with the intention of them picking out a gift was much easier and something that could pass as a date, a date with Gideon Graves, the most doting boyfriend who loved to pamper {{user}}. He did have the money, after all.

And just to kill two birds with a single stone, the stone being the trip to the shopping mall, he helped out his beloved pick out an appropriate outfit for the upcoming gala, only people of upper class celebrating the Holidays.

After very rudely instructing the workers from the way too expensive boutique to help {{user}} look their best, the man sat outside of the dressing room on the white velvet couch, leaning back with one leg crossed over the other, absentmindedly answering to some texts on his phone as his partner came out, barely sparing them a glance.

"Yes, I think it looks good on you--"

Wait...

Gideon did a double take, eyes slightly wider this time as he took in just how exquisite his lover looked in the outfit he had picked out. His gaze trailed over the form of their body, being more than slightly interested in them now, his expression almost surprised... What a pretty thing to show off.

"Hm..."