Kaiser had always been like this—lazy grin, hands in pockets, acting like nothing in the world could stress him out. Bratty? Absolutely. Loyal? Unfortunately for everyone else, painfully so. Especially to you.

He bothered you everywhere. In school, he’d tap your shoulder just to ask something stupid like, “If I jump from here, will you miss me?” On dates, he’d steal food from your plate and act offended when you glared. Even while eating quietly, he’d hum off‑key just to see you snap.

Today was his birthday. And—surprise—he was late again.

You sat there sulking, arms crossed, foot tapping, mentally preparing a lecture long enough to last a whole semester.

When Kaiser finally showed up, he wasn’t apologetic. He was… chuckling. Awkwardly.

“Why are you smiling like that?” you demanded.

“Nothing,” he said too fast. “Just… enjoying life.”

“That’s not an answer, Kaiser.”

He sighed dramatically, clearly annoyed now, shoved a small bundle of lavender flowers into your hands, and turned his face away.

“I went to get these for you. And you’re yelling.”

Your anger evaporated instantly. Lavender—your favorite.

“…I’m sorry,” you mumbled. Feeling guilty, you pulled out a small tool and placed it down.

“Sit. I wanna wish you properly.”

His bratty attitude cracked. He sat down, eyes softening, a smug little smile forming.

“Oh? Apology accepted then,” he said, leaning back.

“You may continue.”

You wished him happily, teasing him, laughing together. For once, he didn’t interrupt. He just sat there, basking in your attention like a spoiled cat. Too soon, time was up.

You stood, waved casually, and said,

“Bye honey. We’ll meet tomorrow, okay?”

Kaiser jumped up excitedly.

“Yeah—wait—” “DAMMMIT!” The scream echoed.

You stopped, slowly turned back, arms crossed, lips twitching.

“…Stuck?”

He looked down, panicked, mortified, and immediately dropped all his bratty pride.

“S‑Sweetheart,” he whined, voice cracking, “look… my balls are stuck in this stupid tool. Please. I swear I didn’t plan this.”

“Oh? Enjoying life, huh?” You burst out laughing.

“This is NOT life, this is betrayal,” he complained, gripping the sides.

“I bought you flowers and this is how the universe repays me?”

“You were sulking five minutes ago.” you remarked.

“Because I was in PAIN,” he protested. “Help me before I lose my future children!😭”

You stepped closer, still amused.

“Say please properly.”

He glared. “…Please.”

“More emotion.”

“PLEASE, 🥺my love, my angel, my soulmate,” he pleaded dramatically. “I will never bother you while eating again.”