warnings: angsty / fresh sonny heartbreak~ i might write a part two - ill think about it
THE WARM FUZZY FEELING of the pub across the street fleeted the atmosphere today. A guttural feeling turned you away from its homely touch. Hesitant, you still wandered towards the bar anyway.
After settling in and giving the bartender your usual, it struck you. That primal stare, He was watching you, drunkenly, and the feeling caused you to sigh. You refused to look at him. He wouldnât win this silent war. You had this in the bag.
Itâs not cheating if you watch out of your fixed peripheral; it didnât even look like you were checking him out watching him. As you pretended to look at each liquor on the wall, varying in color, size, and proof, you purposefully saw him down his scotch, and traveled closer to your barstool, trudging until he settled next to you.
ââWhat are you doing here?â You asked.
Sonny smirked, slowly chuckling as he rested his chin on his palm on the bar. âI live here.â
âNot anymore,â You cut in. âIâll ask again, what are you doing here?â
He sighed, âI work around here.â l
That wasnât exactly a lie, although there are many better bars to be drunk in on a Friday night, closer to where he worked.
Sonny started to dig around in his pocket, and his slight struggle increased the awkwardness of this interaction. âYou left this with my stuff. I figured you would need it.â
âItâs Chapstick,â you scolded. âA piece of fucking wax in plastic. You didnât drag yourself down here to give me that.â
He began, twirling the Chapstick between his fingertips, âItâs cherry.â
âYeah. So what?â
âYou loved cherries.â
âI love cherries.â Your emphasis made him look up from his fingers, and there was that gaze. Again. âWhat do you want, Sonny?â
He looks longer, raking his eyes over you, before closing his tab. Sonny stood over you, softening his gaze as he moved closer to your seated position on the stool. His lips hovered, and his familiarity felt comforting.
âGoodnight, Sonny.â You stated, patting a gentle hand on his shoulder and leaving his gaze.
âNight.â He swallowed before walking away, and you intently watched as he walked out the door.
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pairing: heungmin son x female!reader | fluff | wc: 1.1k | established relationship | warnings: a bit suggestive at the end | a/n: hi, everybody! your girl namu cried writing this one. yeah, happy holidays.
preparations for christmas dinner were in full swing, all the more so because you and heungmin had been chosen as this year's hosts. in a few hours, family and friends would be filling the house with presents, food and drinks.
you had found an analog camcorder that you hadn't used in a while, so you decided to record the process during the day. heungmin was in the kitchen decorating the cookies you had baked â because he could never turn the oven off at the right time â looking quite focused on the job at hand. he noticed you entering the kitchen, but didn't notice the camera in your hand, even though you had leaned over the counter to focus on his handsome face.
âhoney, what do you think of green in these details and red as the main one in this outfit?â he asked, still not looking at you. âi'm trying to make it more varied, but i'm running out of ideas, there are very few colors.â
you smiled, delighted with his dedication.
âis the idea to distribute the colors evenly or are you going for random?â
âthere are so many cookies, i think i've given up on the idea of being half and half.â
âthen do what you think suits it best, don't worry so much,â you advised. âalthough i think this one in particular would look great with red and white.â
âwhite, of course! great idea, honey, thanks." he looked up to send you a smile, then finally found you framing him. âdo i look good on this little screen?â
âhandsome as always, it's quite absurd.â
you walked around the counter until you were next to heungmin, leaving a kiss on his lips that had already formed a pout.
âi'm so proud of what we've done so far, the house looks and smells amazing.â
he nodded.
"we need to find a way to get one of them to do the dishes afterwards."
***
after showering and getting properly dressed in more elegant clothesâ although you couldn't wait to get back into your pajamas â heungmin went to check the temperature of the freezer and the details of the table while you got ready to do your makeup. the camcorder had been left in the living room, so you cracked a smile when you saw heungmin coming back into the bedroom talking to the lens.
âi hope she hasn't finished her makeup yet.â
you squinted your eyes and laughed, tilting your head with a questioning expression.
âanything i should know?"
heungmin placed the camera on the dressing table, fixing the angle for a few seconds. you were still completely confused, not knowing whether to continue your previous action. then heungmin knelt down beside you, you froze. his eyes were sparkling, the smile was trying to be contained on his face, but it was almost impossible. there was a little black velvet box in his hands, the color matched the clothes he was wearing, it matched your dress too.
âi've loved you for a long time, honey. we've built this beautiful life together, this whole house is part of the representation of our love. every corner we make welcoming, every guest we host makes me realize how we also reflect this in others. i'm the happiest man in the world to live this life with you, to be able to hold your hand, hug you, cry with you, laugh with you. there hasn't been a moment in the years we've been together when i haven't felt grateful to have you with me.â
during the speech, you were smiling and nodding positively. you noticed the beautiful ring when he opened the box, but you didn't look at it for more than two seconds. you spent the whole time with your eyes fixed on his face, trying to anchor yourself on solid ground, or you would be able to fly if you were allowed to. you reached for one of heungmin's hands and placed it between yours, making him smile as he felt you trembling.
âeven when we disagree, when we have bad days, negativity has no power over me because I know we can get through it, we can overcome adversity. i've loved you for a long time and i want to keep loving you for even longer, i want to tell everyone that you're my wife, that you're the greatest certainty i've ever had, that you're the one i want to make a home with. honey, will you marry me?â
âof course!â you replied, leaning in to hug him. âgosh, i love you so much! i can't believe you decided to do this today.â
heungmin pulled away briefly to look at you.
âbad idea?"
âno, just wait a minute.â you signaled before getting up to go to your purse.
heungmin stood up again, slightly confused because he still hadn't put the ring on your finger. you took out a small paper bag, then took out a small box very similar to the one he was holding, but navy blue in color. he widened his eyes as you approached him again.
âmy idea was for it to happen after dinner, but now it makes sense to ask before everyone arrives. we don't know how long this party will last.â
you held out your right hand so that he could put the ring on, but heungmin took a few seconds to react. he didn't think it would be possible to feel so much love in such a short space of time. he took the ring off and threw the box on the table, gently taking your hand and putting the ring on your finger. he caressed it with his thumb, watching how beautiful the sparkle looked on your skin.
âi'm not that good with words,â you began, your voice wavering slightly. âbut my great certainty is also that i've chosen you every day since day one, and i can't wait for a lifetime by your side.â
heungmin pressed his lips together as if trying to hold something for himself, but his unsteady breathing was obvious from the movement of his chest. you took the initiative to take his hand and carefully place the ring on his finger. suddenly, your fiancĂŠ wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you off the ground, his face sinking into the crook of your neck, repeating the three most precious words in existence. you could only laugh.Â
âi love you, i say we get married tonight. almost everyone we love will be here.â
âi'd love to, but i don't want to get the holidays mixed up,â you argued back, crossing your legs around him. âi want our day to have its own celebration.â
heungmin pulled his face away to look at you again, completely immersed in the constellations of your eyes, which were surely a reflection of his own.
âalright, we've got a lot of work ahead of us,â he agreed, giving you a smooch. âthe dress looks fantastic on you, i wish we had more time before everyone arrived.â
you squinted and tilted your head to the side.
âwe could just change the dress code to pajamas and enjoy the time we have now,â you suggested, running your nails gently over the back of his neck. âwe're the hosts, aren't we?â
he grinned and walked over to the bed, carefully laying you down.
âi just need to stop that video first, we've got enough romance on the record.â
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warnings: MINORS DNI!
He stands in front of you, looking deep into your eyes, intoxicating you with his closeness and the smell of him.
"Do ya have any idea what ya do to me, doll?" He asked in a low tone.
Shaking your head you gasped when he grabbed your chin, tilting it so you looked down between the two of you, to the bulge in his slacks.
You carefully moved your hand to cup him, shocked at how big he felt.
"Feel that, doll, that's just for ya," he murmured, finally leaning down to kiss you.
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too fast⌠or not fast enough
pairing: sonny carisi x fem!reader
prompts used: âShould I slow down? and âNo need to rushâ we have all nightâ from the inexperienced smut prompts!
wc: 360
summary: relieving stress with sonny is something you enjoyed, fast or slow.
cw: smut (oral - fem receiving, p in v)
a/n: thank you anon!! this was TOO fun to write considering i donât really write smut in this context (if that makes sense lol). i didnât forget about your request, i just got busy with school! also lowkey my summary is trash
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âSonny, youâre so irresistible.â
âGood, thatâs how I want to be.â
That night had been one of many times you were intimate with Sonny.
It was like an escape from reality; he was stressed, you were stressed⌠what better way to release that stress right?
One night when the two of you were relieving stress, Sonny wanted to switch things up just a little bit, but he was having a little too much fun. He was going in on your cunt with his lips and you didnât want him to stop. He looked up at you to watch how you were taking his mouth.
âShould I slow down?â Sonny asked.
âYouâre going at the right pace, honey.â you moaned out.
âGood to know.â He smiled and continued devouring every inch of you.
A few nights later, the two of you just so happened to relieve stress once again. Only this time was different.
Sonny seemed to be more agitated than normal when he came home from work, so you had figured it was just a bad day. Over dinner, he told you why he was agitated and also stated that you were the only person that could help him get over it.
You knew exactly what that meant.
Because Sonny was in this state of agitation, he was fast and rough with you. Not that you didnât like it, you were just feeling a more sensual night with him.
He took off your clothes in damn near one swift motion, laid you on your back, and pounded into you like there was no tomorrow.
âNo need to rushâ we have all night.â You stifled in between moans.
Sonny stopped and the two of you shared a moment together.
âRemember, you also mentioned you were off tomorrow. Letâs take our time, go slow, feel each other. Do you want to do that instead?â You added.
âYouâre right baby, letâs do that. Iâm sorry for being rough, I-â
You placed a finger on his lips, then ran a hand all over his bare body.
âA bad day happens, itâs okay. Just know Iâm here to relieve any of those⌠feelings you have.â
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F,M,GN?: GN
Warning: Ren swearing like once? Other than that none
Word count: 958
Authors note: Listen if I had to pick one man from each group to take care of me it would be these four. I'm being selfish, I'm sick, and biased but I hope you enjoy regardless. (This is also really short, I wanted to write some feel good stuff, I'm sorry)
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Vox is very observant and notices you're a little off right away
He takes to canceling whatever he and you have on your schedule today
You have errands to run, laundry to do, homework to do? Too bad you've been bed ridden
He refuses to let you put any stress on until you're 100% better
Vox takes you home and sets you up to be comfortable
"I have to make a quick run to the grocery store, call me if you need me for anything"
He really was quick because it couldn't have been more than 15 minutes before he returns with an arms full of groceries
He fixes you a cup of tea, checking your temperature while you sip on it
Vox rummages around in the groceries and pulls out some fever reducers and gives them to you to take
While you relax he makes you the best soup you've ever had
You didn't realize how hungry you were until you ate, Vox is just happy you're enjoying his cooking
Vox insists on staying the night and won't take no for an answer
He may be a (voice) demon but he's a demon who cares for his clan
Sonny works a lot so he's a little slow to figure out your sick
It was a cough in the middle of a sentence you tried to suppress that got him
Once he realizes your sick, similar to Vox, he sends you home immediately making sure you are not doing anything else except for focusing on getting better
He ties up things at work quickly so he can come over and take care of you, he even takes a couple days off just for good measure
You're not expecting the VSF Commander knocking at your door with your favorite comfort food, meds, and vitamins
But you know it's always welcome
After he makes sure you eat he cleans up for you and then suggests you go lie down on the couch
Sonny does some light food prep for you so you don't have to strain yourself when your hungry
You fade in and out of consciousness while you watch Sonny Brisko putt around your home taking care of little things
When you eventually drift off to sleep he gently checks your temperature with his hand and deems you stable enough to carry to your bed
After tucking you in he can't in good conscience leave, what if something happens??
Sonny grabs a wet cloth to place on your head and eventually sits by the edge of you bed to watch over you
He too eventually passes out and when you wake up you see him there...
You feel safe and cared for knowing Sonny is at arms reach, just for you.
Ren is still learning about human culture
So when your voice comes out horse, he laughs and asks
"What's up with your voice?"
You explain to him that you aren't feeling well today and apologize
"YOUR SICK!? Oh shit uh I've been told about how to deal with this! Let me help you? Please."
How could you say no to him
Ren whisks you away to your room stating it was crucial for humans to get plenty of rest when they aren't feeling well
You can't argue with that and tell Ren you'll take a nap
Once he's sure you're asleep, he runs out to the pharmacy
He returns with almost the entire pharmacy, just in case....
You awake again when Ren places a towel on your head
He smiles down at you hand hands you some water as you sit up
"Staying hydrated is also important when you're sick, the towel thing is also important for... something probably"
You laugh as he rustles around grabbing something else
He hands you a fist full of pills, that's when you notice the stack of medicine boxes behind him
You gently explain to him that taking that amount of medicine could potentially make you more sick
You list off a few medicine names and he hands them to and you take them
"I guess I still have a few things to learn when it comes to taking care of humans..."
You gently squeeze his hands and thank him for being here, because being sick alone is scary
You're lucky Ren is here
Being sick often, Hex hones in that your feeling sick before you do
"You should head home. You're sick."
You're dumbfounded you had stuff that needed to be done, but your thoughts of work are interrupted by the oncoming of a splitting migraine
Resigning with a sigh you excuse yourself to your home
Not two minutes after you settle into bed you get a knock at your door
You're greeted by Hex carrying his favorite soup for the both of you
You invite him in and he asks you to sit and he'll grab anything you need
While the two of you eat Hex turns into a mother hen and asks you for all your symptoms and how your feeling, constantly checking on you
Hex is honestly an angel, he cleans up after you eat, grabs your medicine from your medicine cabinet, he even offers to do any chores you need immediate help with
You feel selfish for making him worry
He assures you that you'd do the same for him, you have done the same for him
It's the least he can do to help ease the burden while your sick
He helps you back to bed and meekly asks if you want him to stay
You'd be honored to have him stay especially since he's such a good caretaker
You thank him for his help and again he says he's just happy to look after you
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he comes home in a bad mood after a game and he ends up picking a fight
(other than a world cup game)
pairing: Sonny x wife!reader
warnings: angst, relationship struggles and fighting, they get naked in the indoor pool at his London house, reader and sonny make it better in the endđĽş
The sound of the drawers slamming startles you from the bathroom, making you peer out the door to see Sonny in your shared bedroom, home from his Hotspurs game.Â
âHi babyâ you let out softly, looking at the way your husbandâs face is frowned, his hair looks like he's been pulling it, and the visible anger coming from his attitude. You bit your lip in worry, coming out of the bathroom in your silk nightgown to sit on the large bed.
Sonny only continued to shove his slippers off, ignoring your words as he took off his shirt so that he was now bare chested in only a pair of gray sweatpants.Â
âDid something happen at the game tonight?â you said in worry, trying to get him to look at you.Â
Sonny sighs when he has his back to you, seeing how his defined back muscles stretched when he raised his head. Something was definitely on his mind.Â
âListen Sonny, if you want to talk about it, Iâm here if-â
âWhy didnât you tell me you rearranged the clothing drawersâ he cuts you off, turning around to stand with his hands on his hips and in a pissed off tone. You see that he holds his loungewear and swim trucks in his hand, bunched up and appearing to be in search of something.Â
Youâre taken aback from the sudden raise in his voice, the way he looks at you with not his usual loving stare. You honestly didnât think it was something to get upset over, remembering how you mentioned to him you changed it last week.
âI just thought that theyâd be better on the second drawer than-â
âGod, I hate it when you touch my things without letting me know Y/Nâ he groans, throwing his shirts in the drawer and walking out of the bedroom with a towel and swimming shorts.Â
You sit there in shock, crossing your arms before quickly following him to the hallway just before the indoor swimming pool of your London house, seeing that he was probably going to go for a late night swim.Â
âSonny,â you begin, trying to catch up to him and ask him why on earth he was being like this. âDid something happen at tonight's game? Why are you being like this-â Your husband doesnât give you a chance, stopping in his tracks and looking incredibly done with you right now.Â
âIf you feel like you have to do shit around the house just because you're a housewife, I'm letting you know you donât have to, alright?â he spits at you with so much venom, it brings a pang to your chest. You swallow hard, feeling so incredibly stupid wearing this pink silk nightgown and suddenly feeling very useless in the eyes of your husband.
âIâll focus on the football and bringing in money. You just focus on shopping with your friends or whatever it is you doâÂ
You see how Heungmin immediately regrets what heâs just said, the anger so visible in his words, but the apology stronger in his eyes. He stares at you, his wife, the person heâs supposed to love and treat the best, feeling so small and inadequate in front of him.Â
But Sonny doesnât apologize, instead sighing immediately and throwing the towel in his hand to the floor, entering the indoor swimming pool without another word.Â
A few minutes pass. You stand there, tears forming in your eyes and visibly upset at your husband's words. But if there's one thing youâre sure of, itâs that being married to Sonny for all these years now has made you understand that some games bring out the best and worst in him.Â
You understand heâs having a hard time this season after his injury, though you do think he shouldnât be taking it out on you. Even more, you understand that you canât let the argument end like this. You two needed to work it out.Â
Without any more rational thinking, you follow after Sonny into the indoor swimming pool with teardrops staining your face.Â
The sound of the door opening and shutting echoes throughout the room, the only lights being from the dim ones above, and those in the water. Sonny sits with both arms across the ledge of the swimming pool, in his navy trunks and head held down the lowest youâve ever seen it be.Â
At the sound of your arrival, Sonny slowly brings his head up, showing you his red eyes and tip of his nose, visibly regretting everything heâs done to you this past night. Your eyes meet, and in that moment alone, you knew you did the right thing by following him in.
Your fingertips reach the hem of your short lace nightgown, grabbing the material to slip it off of your body, revealing your naked self to Heung min who only stares in small shock.Â
"Love..." he tries to say, words dying down when you look at him.
You throw the gown to the side, feeling chilly as youâre in nothing but your new panties, but continuing to step down into the pool, coming closer to the man youâve spent so much of your life with.Â
When youâre in the water like that in front of Sonny, bare, vulnerable and naked, you silently wrap your arms around his neck, letting him desperately pull you in for an embrace.Â
The only sounds come from the sloshing of the water, and the drops of Sonnyâs tears that fall into them. You also canât help but shed a few tears, understanding that your husband was sorry, and that he mustâve had a rough day.
âIâm so sorryâ he lets out, keeping his damp face and hair in the crook of your neck, pulling you the closest he can. âYou didnât deserve to hear anything that I told you Y/Nâ he sobs quietly, hating himself for hurting you.Â
You pull away, letting your hands rest against his bare chest in the water. You smile, eyes watery but facial expression calm and quiet. You smile, cascading your small fingers through his damp hair and leaning in to press a kiss to his tired eyes.Â
âItâs alright. Everythingâs alrightâ you shush him, watching how he shakes his head no and brings his hands to rest on your waist.Â
âItâs not,â he lets out quietly, looking up at you. âIâm an asshole after tonight's gameâ he self loathes, shaking his head at you trying to explain what happened. âThey were horrible, the press and fans. They tore us apart, and I just wanted to get away from them. I wanted youâ he confessed, dragging out his next words. âBut then I was angry, and I hurt you, and then-â
âHey, heyâ you mutter, forcing him to look at you. You send him a reassuring smile, letting him know you understood everything.Â
âIt happens. I do it to you too.â you whisper, looking down at his lips.Â
âJust donât do it againâ you told him quietly, before leaning in to kiss him passionately, letting his hands wrap around your bare back and feel how your naked breasts push against his chest. Sonny promises to himself heâll never hurt you anymore than he should.Â
The water felt cold earlier, but with Sonny, now it was warm.
he absolutely knew of the cultural implications and found it interesting anyway
wc: 900+
[a/n: lol what can i say the world cup affected us all in mysterious ways]
warning: implied daddy kink
"can you call me daddy?"
there was nothing you could've done to prepare for the shock you received when your boyfriend slipped into the kitchen with the request. it was enough to stutter the ascend of a fresh brew of roasted coffee to your lips as the liquid sloshed and splattered against the island counter.
"what?"
"daddy. like balenciaga daddy."
the lyrics from the hit sam smith song plays like a slow train wreck as you single in on the scene of the crime. out of everything that song implied, that was what he used as evidence to whatever he'd conjured up in his head. you had only left the man alone for a few minutes while he had finished brushing his teeth.
the lyrics from the hit sam smith song plays like a slow train wreck as you single in on the scene of the crime. out of everything that song implied, that was what he used as evidence to whatever he'd conjured up in his head. you had only left the man alone for a few minutes while he had finished brushing his teeth.
it wasn't as if it had even played on repeat. you recalled maybe a handful of occasions that it had come across the radio, often while you were making dinner or tidying up the flat.
it had never occurred to you how often it came to heung-min's attention either, though you were convinced now that he was listening to it more frequently on his own time. now you were even more curious what else he was drawing up on the internet.
heung-min was a curious individual, never afraid to try new things and resourceful when filling gaps between language barriers. there were a few odd bits that you would smooth over every once in awhile, but thisâthis was something new. and you didn't even know where to start.
it was pretty obvious that the man understood at least one use of the term to ask you so boldly, but still you had to check.
"wouldn't you prefer oppa?"
exchanging languages was a give and take between the two of you as you made house out of a home. from furniture arrangements to grocery store runs, you were each learning how to adapt and coexist. watching films together had to be your favorite when you meddled into more complex idioms and social constructs. apparently you had skipped over some important ones.
the man only shook his head, a prominent grin stretching his lips as he ripped a paper towel from the tether to help wipe up the dark liquid.
"oppa is different. itâs doesnât give the same ⌠impression as daddy."
what kind of âimpressionâ he was looking for would be an entirely different conversation to be had after you finished processing this one.
you really wish he would stop using that word so freely, at least for the sake of the heat blooming under your cheeks. it wasn't even worse because he knew what he was doing. the soft cackle under his breath evident of his intentions.
bracing your hands against the counter, you tried to gracefully mediate the situation.
"and why would you want me to call you that?"
it obviously wasn't a nickname he wished for in public. frequenting the spotlight came with the territory of miscommunication from the public. and with the prevalence of video recording, it would only take one stray ear to catch wind of a conversation and spin it into something bigger. granted this wouldn't be overly socially damning, but someone crafting a tale about your intimacy rubbed you wrong.
heung-min shrugged, but there was a pinch to his brow that indicated he was still thinking on it. the expression was enough to give you pause as you contemplated how much of this was a joke versus a serious inquiry. you couldn't put it past him to want to explore. the two of you were nearing your two year mark but rather agreeably settled in the relationship.
everyday presented an opportunity to test new boundaries, and apparently today was that lucky day.
"i prefer the way it sounds in english."
its your turn to observe, entranced, as a rosy hue colored the roundness of his cheeks. there was absolutely no doubt now that he had dabbled into the web to research just how different.
heung-min's dark eyes flickered up to catch yours, mouth turning a hitch downward as he read through your countenance.
"it doesn't need to be ... sexual."
but it would always be intimate. a word saturated with heavier elements no matter how lightly it was used. it's hommage would inevitably drag some toe-curling images to mind.
it was almost too beguiling to outwit your inquisitiveness. apparently the same could be said for heung-min if he had built up the courage to ask you outright.
but you knew this man, growing to love his playful and often curious person. he would prod at the idea but if you showed disinterest he'd back off with no further mention. he was endearingly considerate, enough so to make you want to experiment yourself.
your pause made the man apprehensive, lips parted with a mouthful of excuses to pull an emergency break on the conversation. but you weren't ready to give up just yet.
hand following the curve of the marble top, you slunk around to fit yourself between it and heung-min as you were the one to grin.
"how does the song go again ... mummy don't know daddy's getting hot."
the line of his throat hides your amusement as you roll to your toes to pepper nipping kisses to the curve of his jaw. before you reached your destination, his throat was already humming with a low moan while his hands came up to palm at your hips.
"at the body shop, doing something unholyâ," a sharp gasp escaped as heung-min's hands dipped to grip onto your thighs to hoist them up around his waist.
it was certainly a fresh spark in your ever evolving relationship and something you couldn't skimp without at least attempting the taste of it.
nose to nose now, he was free to lean in and slot his mouth against yours. it was notably interesting, kissing a man whose mouth could split into a grin at any given opportunity. you couldn't help but laugh into his exhale.
'give me love, give me fendi, my balenciaga daddy.'