❝ keep on falling for me, i love the way it feels ❞
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┊michael kaiser! x reader genre & type ! fluff ficlet┊
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MICHAEL KAISER; THE definitive prodigy king of football, the genius U-20 forward hailing from Germany, regarded as one of the best players and ace strikers of his generation.
But to you, he was just Michael Kaiser without all the excess frills that he adored so much. Just as mortal as the rest of them, neither god nor king.
When he was with you, he presented himself as the average person. If anything, Kaiser would bend to your will and decree, allowing you to shape him as you desired. He gladly gave up his crown and stage for you. For a man so prideful and arrogant, many wondered exactly how you managed to 'tame' Michael Kaiser.
In all honesty, you also ask yourself the same question at times.
"Treasure," Kaiser called to you in his native tongue as he pulled you closer to his side in the backseat of the private chauffeur he had hired. He brought an arm around your waist, holding you close to examine your expression. "Quit looking at your phone and look at me."
You promptly set your phone down, turning to your boyfriend with a small smile on your lips. "Michael, I look at you every day."
He scoffed, rolling his eyes at you. "So you would rather look at your phone than your handsome boyfriend?"
You were tempted to call him a drama queen for acting so petty for your attention but you had to admit it, you liked seeing Kaiser like this, so demanding your undivided attention.
"Fine," you set your phone aside, turning to look at him. "Is this what you wanted?"
"Hm..." Kaiser hummed in approval, his free hand brought to your chin as he pressed his index finger against your lips. "Perfect."
You flushed at his action, deliberately pulling away from him to lessen his effect but to no avail. Thankfully, the car slowed, prompting him to pull away from you at last.
Glancing outside the car window, you saw the looming building, a mall to be particular. The parking lot was completely void of any cars or guests (except the staff parking lot) - it was perplexing.
"Michael, what's this...?" You turned to him, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Like I said, Treasure... it's a shopping trip." The realization began to crawl into your mind; perhaps Kaiser had rented out the entirety of the mall for your enjoyment...?
"Did you need to rent out the whole mall...?"
Kaiser smiled innocently, the light of the sun captured in his brilliant eyes as he helped you out of the car. "Anything for my Treasure." His German always struck something in you, something vicious or visceral - like he held the authority of the world around his thumb.
You flushed a bit at his words as the two of you made your way into the mall. As you had guessed, it was empty with the exception of a few employees in every store.
Kaiser accompanied you throughout the whole trip; giving you inputs on the various clothing stores (all designer, of course). After all, he wanted the very best for you— he lived to serve you.
"What do you think, Treasure?" He purred, his fingers grazing against your exposed collarbone; your neck framed with a square-neck puff sleeve shirt. "You look exquisite, my darling..."
Kaiser most definitely knew how to flatter an individual. Even now, after a year of dating - you still weren't used to his honeyed words, always flushing at his exaggerated claims.
"Michael..."
"Hm?"
You glanced into the mere, meeting your boyfriend's glaring expression at the male employee who had taken a few glimpses in your direction since entering the store (though, with such few people), who else was he supposed to look at?)
"Please don't scare the employee..." You sighed, shaking your head.
Kaiser gave you an innocent smile, his free hand trailing down the side of your body - his fingers tracing your figure as he pressed his body against yours. It was a possessive touch, that you were very familiar with. "Whatever do you mean, Treasure? You're mine, solely to touch and gaze upon."
You didn't fight the egotist's words, knowing full well that it wouldn't lead anywhere. Kaiser was just a possessive man; everything blessed with the king's touch was solely his - that included you. It was attractive, the way he fawned over you.
"Treasure," his voice sent shivers down your spine as he called upon you in his native tongue. "What do you say? Shall we get this shirt?"
"If my king likes it, I think we should..." You answered with a smile, watching his expression twist with arrogance. It was a boost to his ego.
"Good girl."
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author's note !
( 041123 ) kaiser kaiser kaiser, nothing but kaiser on my brain
this mannnnnnnmnnm slams head against wall he makes me so agdobeoeneosns god this is so embarrassing and frustrating HAHAHAHHA
(technically still on hiatus, just wanted to post this since it was requested)
<3 for the person who requested this, i hope you enjoyed ! and to you who is reading this, thank you so much for supporting me as always !