![]() She gives him a confused look, one eyebrow cocked up whilst one dipped down towards her eye, her tilted to the side. I promise you, it’s brand new,” he smirks, grabbing the ribbon from his foot and beginning to twirl it around his fingers, feeling the soft silk slip through the pads of his fingers, “in fact, it’s pretty exclusive. Anticipation riddling his veins as she draped the ribbon over his toes. ![]() ![]() He scoffs and rolls his eyes, falling to the black sofa located at the far wall of his dressing room, hitching a leg over his other as his foot, free from his boots and clad in black socks, bobbed up and down. “What’s this?” The gift sitting flat in one palm as she brought her free hand up, fingers hooking into the bow and pulling the ribbon free, “wait, this isn’t some already worn underwear from the show today, is it? I know you’re in your element of sexy underwear for women, but, it’s wrong to gift used knickers to your wife. A sheepish smile sitting on his lips as her eyes dart from the mound of paper in her hand to his emerald eyes, lip taken between his teeth as he nibbled, and chewed nervously, on his pink. Pink tissue paper being handed over to her, decorated with the Victoria Secret logo, ripped in some areas from the delicate paper and there were excess amounts of sellotape in places where there was no need for sellotape to be. The door clicking shut and leaving the two of them behind. He pulls out the poorly wrapped gift from behind his back once the last person left his dressing room, backstage in Shanghai.
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