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3rd Person POV
Michael Kaiser was never one to do anything halfway, especially when it came to celebrating the person he adored most—Y/n. For their third-month anniversary, he had spent weeks meticulously planning a date that would leave her speechless, because someone as extraordinary as her deserved nothing less.
That evening, as the sun began to dip below the horizon, Kaiser arrived at Y/n's doorstep, a bouquet of her favorite flowers in hand. Each blossom was carefully chosen—delicate lilies, cheerful daisies, and vibrant roses—and wrapped in silk ribbons that matched her favorite color. He looked effortlessly handsome, dressed in a sleek navy suit that complemented his striking features, his usual confident smirk softening into something tender as Y/n opened the door.
"Happy third-month anniversary, princess," Kaiser said, his voice warm as he handed her the bouquet.
Y/n's eyes lit up as she took the flowers, the scent as intoxicating as the way he looked at her. "Michael, they're beautiful," she breathed, her cheeks tinged with a delicate blush.
His grin widened as he stepped inside, offering her his hand. "The flowers are only the beginning," he teased, his teal-blue eyes sparkling with mischief. He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "May I, your beloved boyfriend, have the honor of taking you on an unforgettable date tonight?"
Y/n's excitement was instantaneous, her hands clasping his as if she couldn't contain the joy bubbling inside her. "Yes! A thousand times yes!" she exclaimed, her laughter filling the space like music.
Before Kaiser could say another word, Y/n leaped into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist as her arms found their place around his neck. Her soft giggle warmed him from the inside out. "You're the best, Michael," she whispered into his ear, her voice filled with nothing but affection.
He held her close, his hands resting firmly on her waist. Burying his face into the crook of her neck, he placed a tender kiss there, inhaling the familiar, comforting scent of her. "I've got something amazing planned, just for you," he murmured, his lips brushing against her skin.
As Kaiser navigated the road to their surprise destination, his hand repeatedly found its way to Y/n's thigh. Each time, Y/n swatted it away, her laughter filling the car.
"Michael! Focus on the road! We don't want to crash before we even get there," she scolded playfully, her smile betraying her amusement.
Kaiser chuckled, throwing her a mischievous glance. "I can't help it. You're just too distracting," he teased, squeezing her thigh one last time before reluctantly returning his hand to the steering wheel.
When they finally arrived, Kaiser parked the car and turned to her, his signature grin spreading across his face. "Okay, princess," he began, pulling out a soft black blindfold from his pocket. "Trust me on this one. Put this on—no peeking."
