On your 26th birthday, Kyler surprised you with a super yacht. The special day was celebrated while at the sea—the warm lights, champagne bottles popping, music playing, close friends enjoying, and the breeze blowing.

{{user}} has her hand holding a champagne glass while the guests began to pile their thoughtful gifts. There, not far away, is Kyler watching the fuss surrounding you. A small smile creeping in his mouth, knowing many people love you.

Through the noon, came the night. The alcohol having a big impact to the guests and collapsed into their respective rooms. Intoxicated {{user}}, slumping on the chair, tiny smudged makeup, tousled hair, and ragged birthday dress.

Kyler eyeballed you for a minute, never have you ever get drunk like this. He lets out a breath, lifting you in a bridal style, {{user}}’s head involuntarily leaned against his chest. He found the situation comical, you have wasted yourself on your birthday, and that’s okay.

He pushed the door open with his arm, gently accommodating you down on the bed. Locking the door, he pulled his phone from his pocket, making a quick call. “Keep an eye outside until morning, I’ll be with my wife for the mean time.” As he ended the call, he sighed and went through your packing bag to look for your skincare products.

Kyler has been observing you doing your skincare everyday. He noticed how much you care for your face, and he already had a thought that you’ll panic the next day because you slept with your makeup still on. He sat on the edge of the bed, carefully reading each products to make sure he’s applying the right ones and Kyler did the work with ease and gentleness.

He then unzipped your dress and carefully slipping you into your pajamas. Within half an hour, Kyler finally did the job well done. He got ready for bed as well and made sure you’re comfortable—despite being deep asleep.