(Love sugardaddy Giran so much, He's real good for that tbh. Anyway, I again left the reader open so everyone can insert themselves into it. Thank you for the Giran content opportunity!)

~SugarDaddy!Giran & S/O's New Clothes~

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-Giran respected you from the moment he'd met you and even more so from the moment he'd realized he'd fallen for you. Although he wouldn't admit to developing a conventional relationship with you, somehow you'd still know he'd had deeper and more complex feelings for you deep down inside. For now, your relationship is classified as complicated.

-You see, you're sole position was to be his sugar baby. He had plenty enough money to take of your needs as long as you kept giving him that *ahem* sugar. Whether you're a hands on or hands off type of sugar baby, it didn't matter to him. As long as you were by his side when he needed you then he'd keep piling on just the kinda stuff you liked. Plus, you didn't seem to mind being eye candy/arm candy when he'd meet with his important clients. (Plus he seemed to enjoy anytime you come around and spend more time with him)

-Part of your lifestyle included keeping up your appearances (despite the fact that he still thinks you're beautiful/handsome/attractive when you aren't even dressed up). Your favorite part would be the shopping trips. These are times when he'd just sit back and relax while you got to look at all the new shipments of your favorite brands hit the wracks. The new Spring collection of your favorite designer arrived at your local high-end department store today. Giran laced up his shoes and hit up the nearest ATM before picking you up in one of your favorite cars to ride in...he'd have given you the keys to keep it if you'd just ask.

-Hitting the stores he'd give you two options before going through the glass double doors. Option one: he'd pay when you were done loading up your cart. Option two: he'd hand you his wallet and let you handle your own business. No cards needed as he'd always said 'cash is king' after all. Didn't matter which choice you picked as long as he got to tag along and treat his baby to everything she/he/they could ever want or need in this moment. No he wasn't a billionaire but he was certainly well off when it came to this kind of thing. Lucky for him you weren't the private jet and caviar kinda sugar baby lol.

-When finished shopping his favorite thing would come up next. That would of course be getting to watch his sweetheart try on all the outfits they picked out. It's for this exact reason that he tries not to spoil himself in the store by watching you too closely. It'll spoil the surprise of what you've picked out for yourself to wear.

-He enjoys seeing all of the various color and pattern combinations you'd come up with. The light and breezy linen just in time for Spring was a good idea on your part. He loved seeing the way you seemed to match your footwear with your new outfits as well. Giran didn't mind helping you try out your new accessories. He was hoping to slip that new gold necklace around your neck considering it held his first initial on the golden charm. No matter what you put on, he loved seeing you in it. He wasn't greedy with his compliments either! You were going to hear the truth from him and just how much you seemed to drive him crazy with your graces. Likewise he wasn't exactly hesitant on letting you down easy when you'd put on a combination that didn't exactly look as good on you as you'd thought. Still, that's a very rare occassion. Besides (depending on reader) how could he complain when you get to the more 'lacey' genre of bedwear?

Your real question should be how it's possible to smoke a cigarette in the shower...

(Reading Giran and Hallmark in the same breath is absolutely insane, I love it! I'll try to make it Hallmark-esque but we gotta keep in mind this is Giran we're talking about lol. Anyway, Cue the cheesy title!)

~I'll Be Home for Christmas~

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Nobody and I mean nobody would like to have a big knock-down/drag out fight with their significant other during the most cheerful season of the year. However, with billions of people in the world or course it would be happening to someone out there. How even more unfortunate that it's also happening to you in this very moment.

To sum things up shortly: the two of you were on opposing sides. Every year you and Giran were supposed to come with you to visit your family (or close friends depending on reader) during the holidays. It's become sort of a tradition by which you both usually had no issues upholding. However, this year it was different. He had a bit of important work come up between the two of you and that led him to packing up and preparing to go halfway across Japan to get the job done. You begged, pleaded, complained, shouted, and did all you could do in the moment. How dare he put work between the two of you during Christmas of all times? It's not like you were being a total brat about it. You didn't mind letting him do what he needed to do all year round. There have been times during some of the years where he's ditched you on your own birthday just to get it done.

You never complained then. You let him handle it and waited back home for him to return like a good little partner would do. You compromised on everything but this time it was different.

You had boundaries and you put your foot down. Christmas/the holiday season was the ONLY time of year you didn't want him leaving you all alone during. You would think he would return the same amount of respect and patience toward you as you did for him, but it appears you were wrong..."Y/N, look. It aint no hard feelings towards you. I told you this a million times. I need to handle this shit sooner than later because if I don't then it might spiral outta control." He grumbled while packing his bag. You weren't trying to hear it, instead opting to cross your arms and glare at him from the doorway while he zipped the suitcase. "Giran I don't want to tell you this for the millionth time but I-"

"You don't have to tell me anything for the 'millionth time'. I'm a grown ass man and I demand respect. Simple as that. So you can go throw your little childish hissy fit all you want." He shrugs it off and lifts the suitcase from the ground. You can't help but to feel a new round of tears threatening to spill over. "Are you being serious right now? After all I do for you this is how you're going to return the favor? I really can't fucking stand you for it." You try to not escalate the moment anymore than it already is, but he bites onto it and adds more on top. "No, this aint how I return the favor as you would call it. This is how I fucking make the money that keeps you living lavish. The way I see it, you outta be thankful for me working my ass off." That was that. Before you knew it he'd brushed past you without so much as a goodbye before getting into the car and leaving.

You cried a lot that night. For some reason the bed felt a little extra cold and it had nothing to due with the drop in temp outside. The next morning you had a hard time trying to find the cheer in anything. This carried on for another day or so until it was Christmas eve. You found yourself numbly folding and packing clothes before departing to your loved ones...alone. It was the sudden soft knock at the door that pulled you out of the emotional pit you were sinking into. You were cautious and slow to answer, wondering who was even here considering you hadn't expected anyone but the show shovelers today. You opened the door to see a familiar face standing beneath the snow covered tree festively decorated in the front yard. Although you had an annoyed face, it couldn't mask the way your heart beat in the moment. "What, did you forget something here?" You spoke flatly as he smirked. "Yeah, my mind I guess you could say." He reached into his coat and pulled out a small box adorned with a red bow. "Can we talk?" He asked with a small smile. You sighed and went back into the house to retrieve a jacket.

You'd come back outside and joined him beneath the tree, crossing your arms and waiting to hear whatever he had to say to justify leaving you all alone. Giran sighed and scratched the back of his neck. "Listen...I'm no good at this kind of thing. I'm shit at apologies and whatnot. I just uh...I wanted to say I'm sorry for the way I was acting. I mean, I thought about what you said. I thought about all the times you let me go knowing I was missing birthdays and anniversaries and whatnot. Well Hell, I guess I'm trying to say I was an asshole. I'd love to join you on the trip if you'll have me?" He smiled small and held the box out toward you. There was a bit of hesitation hanging in the air considering you were still slightly hurt by his previous actions. However, your curiosity never failed to get the best of you as you grabbed the box and opened it to reveal a beautiful gold herringbone necklace. "Forgive me?" He asked hopefully and you sighed before rolling your eyes and opening your arms for a hug.

It was too cold outside anyway to deny such an offer as this.

(How am I doing? I have some info tacked onto the end of this post regarding the baby HERE! Also I am officially 22 weeks along. Wow time seems to be speeding by so very quickly omg!)

~Cat Fight~

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Just because you loved and respected him didn't mean you felt the exact same about his coworkers. You made sure to always keep your guard up no matter how comfy you got around the others. This is because whether it was a client or a worker, it was a villain all the same. You learned your lesson a very long time ago when you trailed with him to work on day and got caught in an alleyway by a potential client. Had it not been for Giran nearby to save you, that fucker might've hurt you or worse. Since that day, you silently vowed to never get caught slipping again, and to never need Giran to come to your rescue either.

"Another productive day at the gym baby?" The old man asked with a smirk on his face as you entered his office covered in sweat. You nodded and looked around for a change of clothes you always kept in the room somewhere. He chuckled and watched you. "Y'know if you're gonna be my secretary, I'll need you on time for work more often than this babe." He teased you and you rolled your eyes before looking at him with a smirk. "Yeah? I'll try to keep that in mind the next time you're the reason I'm late after a long night hmm?" He smiled at you before turning his attention to his work. You silently celebrated your triumph and getting the last word over him as you undressed in the corner of his room and prepared to use the office shower room.

Careful of the curious eyes ogling you from beyond the thin lenses of those glasses~

After changing clothes into something much fresher, you'd went to take care of your usual tasks. When you first took up this little job for him, he was extremely hesitant on letting you in. The way he saw it, you were better suited as arm candy and someone for him to love on rather than getting mixed up in the black market dealings he took place in. You eventually proved your potential to him and he finally started to relax bit by bit. The two of you trusted each other not only as partners behind closed doors, but partners in the business too. You never had to worry about him either way and he didn't for you either. At least until you caught glimpse of the new hire...

What the hell was he thinking hiring them!? Some sexy little thing trotting down the hall with an arm full of paperwork no doubt on the way to his office. You grit your teeth and watched carefully, the sway of her/his/their hips as you got passed up. Perhaps the most noticeable trait was the soft cat ears atop their head and the tail swishing in time with their steps. There was no way in hell you'd let this sit without a complaint. Later that night when you got home, you laid everything on him. He laughed and brushed it off before pulling you into a hug. "I aint even fully in charge of hiring folks for different projects baby, you know that! besides, none of these people are really all that permanent. The only one is you...in every way possible." He smirked before nibbling along your neck and taking your mind off the subject right away. It wasn't as if he was lying to you though. He had no interest in the new hire in the least bit. His mind was on work and getting the new products pushed to get the sales up quickly for the winter months.

But you can't say the same for the new employee. It was increasingly obvious the longer you surveyed their behavior...

They had a thing for your Giran.

When you finally found a calm day to approach, you made sure to have a relaxed expression at first. Respectfully you let them know that Giran was taken and wasn't looking for anyone else aside from you right now...or EVER. What you wanted to hear was a polite apology and reassurance this wasn't the case. Instead you heard a loud laugh as the newbie rolled their eyes at you and smirked. "Oh please. You might've been first but I promise you after a few more days, I'm gonna be his last sweetheart. Why don't you hang up your shitty little blazer and those busted ass shoes and give it a break eh?" Perhaps a few seconds later a fight had broken out. Thankfully the two of you lacked any defining quirk that would grant an advantage so there was no need to feel outmatched. It was a fair fight...until you started wailing on them. Giran himself had to come break the fight off.

Let's just say the new hire was terminated rather quickly and you had a lengthy punishment pertaining to your behavior today. Or rather a reminder of the fact he wouldn't dare leave you. No further need to worry. Shortly afterward he'd taken a second to be more gentle than usual, pulling you into a soft embrace and rubbing small circles into your back. "How many times am I gonna have to nail this into your thick pretty little skull? I said it a million damn times but I suppose I'll say it a million times more if need be." He sighed before placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I love you, and you should know it by now. I aint gotta say it every day and every hour do I? It's you and only you, and I mean that Y/N. Now if you don't mind, would you please stop beating the shit out of my other workers so we can get something productive done tomorrow?"

(Thank you! I think things are moving along well enough but honestly I'm at the point where we're looking out for movement in the next few weeks. I can't tell if my bubbles are gas or movement. TMI? Yes absolutely, but it's nice to talk about haha)

(Sidenote: Sweet, yes. In character? Noooooo. At least as far as I can see haha! But still I appreciate the support and I'm glad to provide these little things for everyone. Thank you for the Giran ask btw!)

~Giran and his Smoking S/O~

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-Best believe he's made a few 'smoking hot' jokes here and there. It's one of those things you can expect coming from him.

-There's nothing better than having a smoke with your favorite person. Well...at least that's what the two of you seem to think. You've come to enjoy your evenings out in the back alleyway of one of his many hideouts. You'd chat together in the dim yellow of the nearby streetlight, mist but not quite rain falling on you two. In fact, chatting while having a smoke is pretty much love language for you two at this point.

-If you end up running out then you can rely on him to give you a cigarette out of his pack or to spot you the money to buy a pack. If you two are in a situation that calls for it then you can share a cigarette with him. It doesn't bother you, the slight dampness on it. It's not like you two haven't swapped fluids before anyway.

-Speaking of which, cigarettes after *activities* is an absolute MUST for you two.

-There is something oddly romantic about your partner leaning down and staring you directly in the eye as they give you a light. Or maybe there's just something special about the way that HE does it for you specifically. It's hard to tell, I suppose

-If you ever think about quitting someday, consider him to be the most supportive person on your side. He'll go the extra length just to ensure he's helping you as best he can. However, it'll be a cold day in Hell before he quits with you. He'll smoke outside of the room or far away from you. He'll set personal schedules just for you, depriving himself of a good smoke. He'll buy you all the damn patches and hard candies in the world. But joining you on the quitting wagon? Oh...oh absolutely not lol.

(CORRECT!!!! Next category!)

~How Giran Makes Up for Arguments~

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I imagine he has a few ways of making it up to you but there are a few that come front and center.

If you're anything like me Anon, then when food comes about you cannot make it being mad for any longer. I don't argue with my husband very often at all, but I can be childish and get annoyed before going into silent mode. It lasts about 5 minutes before I hear "Hun, do you want to go get something to eat?" Just like magic, my dumbass lets go of whatever was ailing me and hops in the car. It's almost like the only issue was hangriness in the first place. This is one of the ways Giran successfully diffuses the situation most of the time.

Another way he makes it up to you might be shopping. If that's your thing then he'll come apologize lightly to you and drop a fat wad of cash in your hands. Don't expect a long sappy apology with romance movie lines. It's more then likely gonna be: "You still pissed off? *sigh* What' I said I was sorry didn't I? Listen, why don't you go buy yourself something nice and forget all about this eh?"

The last way he makes it up to you probably shouldn't be gone into detail without me having to slap a smut warning over it but I'm sure you know what I'm talking about...

Me @Rikiya

(And sometimes Giran if you catch me in a good mood...)

(I’ve had the worst day in a while but I won’t bog ya down by talking about it lol. Anyway, I’m sorry college has been rough for you. I hope this can help to take the edge off!)

~Jin/Kai/Giran/Stain Comforting their S/O~

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~Twice~

-It could go either way depending on whatever headspace he’s in at the moment. He can notice the way you’ve been acting lately. It’s like you’ve been withdrawn from him and he doesn’t like it one bit. Sometimes he’s funny with it. He tries to break the tension by being a big goofball and hopefully making you laugh enough to get your mind off of things. Other times he just stands there and stares at you while taking a long slow drag from his cigarette. He puts it out in one of the various ashtrays littering his cramped apartment before he takes a seat next to you and wordlessly pulls you into a tight embrace. The silence is finally broken with his gruff words. “You know I love you right? I mean, I love you as you are. I’m not sure I can say that I understand what’s been bothering you lately. I haven’t went through anything like that myself so I’d be lying if I say I understood you. That bein said, I don’t want you carrying on like this for much longer. I’ll tell you you’re beautiful/handsome/attractive every single day if it means making you feel it. I’d say it with my last dying breath if I needed to. I love you so hurry up and get better soon so we can focus on other stuff like cuddling or whatever.” You can see it in his eyes and the way they seem to hold such softness for you. His love is genuine and his opinions on you would never sway no matter what your body or mind may be going through at the moment.

~Overhaul~

-Doesn’t really understand the logic behind it. In his eyes, you’re like a goddess/god/deity. The way he sees you and the way you see yourself is vastly different at the moment. You having body issues doesn’t add up in his head when he’s looking right at you and feeling his heart beat out of his chest. Your eyes, that soft skin, the shape of your body, the feel of things, the way you smile, how you carry yourself, can you not see that you’ve left him breathless!? It must be why he hasn’t said anything in the past 20 minutes while you sadly stare at yourself in the mirror. Finally he gathers himself enough to gently yet firmly pull at your wrist and lead you to the bed. He sits on the edge next to you and removes his mask. This is his attempt at connect/getting through to you. He hopes seeing his expression gives you the full picture of the effect you have on him. (Obviously you can tell something is up by the way he’s blushing lightly) “Y/N I don’t mean to disregard your insecurities when I say this, but I don’t think it makes sense you feel this way about yourself. To me, you’re perfectly fine…more than that actually. I adore you and everything about you. Your body is something I can’t shake. Unfortunately I know others feel this way about you too…the bastards.” You chuckle at his momentary jealousy. He clears his throat before continuing. “Anyhow, I know you’re still human and will occasionally battle your own demons. I cannot make you see what I see but at least keep in mind my words should you ever need them.”

~Giran~

-This has happened a few times before. He’s handled it the same way each time. He smiles when he notices you feeling down today. “Did I just catch you frowning just now? Tsk Tsk, that won’t cut it. Slip your shoes on, we’re going out.” Giran runs a single finger in a swiping motion along your bottom lip before winking at you. You give him a small smile before attempting to stuff your feelings down for a little while. You know he won’t take ‘no’ for an answer so don’t even try it. When he knows you’re having body issues, he forces you out of the house with him for a shopping date. The plan is always to let you go to the nearest spa and get treated with whatever you want, then he takes you to various stores and splurges on you. A new outfit can sometimes help when you’re not feeling yourself right? Then he takes you out to dinner. What you don’t eat, he’ll make sure to pack up and take home in case you want it later. On the car ride home he doesn’t shut up about how wonderful he thinks you are. That body of yours is like kryptonite for him. And at the end of the night (if you’ll allow it), he’ll take you and show you just what he feels about it.

~Stain~

-Is shit at emotional stuff. He might come off as unfeeling when he just watches you and sometimes lets you cry it out if it’s that serious. He seems to be avoiding you but please believe he’s keeping an eye out from behind the shadows. Eventually he pushes himself to sit down on the living room carpet in front of you one night. “What the hell’s wrong with you?” Okay so it comes out the wrong way. His rough expression isn’t exactly helping the situation at the moment. In fact (depending on if the reader is in a sensitive state), he might end up making you cry more. He feels awful about it. The only he knows to do is to just hug you...so he does! He holds you for a long time. He ignores if he has to go to the bathroom or even if he's starving and needs to go eat something. He'd put his needs to the side just to make sure you know he cares for you. He's not good at this but he's trying his best. He might even slip you an awkward mumbles comment the next day. Hopefully eventually he gets better at things, so just hang in there.

(I love Sako! I should’ve written more for him for his birthday omg. Anyway, I wasn’t sure what teasing you meant but I’m going to assume you meant the clean version lol. Also, I’m glad to be throwing my boy Giran in as well ^_^)

~Old Man!~

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~Mr. Compress~

-You smirked when you watched the way your lover grabbed his knees and pushed himself to stand from the chair in the base. You could barely contain your laugher when he looked at you in confusion. “What’s so funny my love?” He already had an idea of it when he remembered the way you laughed at him just last week when he offered a game of backgammon or shuffleboard for as a date with you. He sighed and prepared for the onslaught. “Old man!” You laughed and he couldn’t help but to smile when he saw how goofy you were being. In your defense, he’d already called himself an old man multiple times before so it was only natural you cash in on that. “Oh haha, that’s quite enough of that.” He pinched at your sides and you jerked away from him, still laughing. “Besides, You’re the one who is dating this old man, so what does that make you then hmmm?” He began to tease you in retaliation. “Pshhh, don’t change the subject. I watched you almost throw your back out a week or two ago because you wanted to be eccentric and jump into the bed.” You reminded him and he groaned at the memory. “Haha, in all seriousness Sako...you do have the heart and mind of a 60 year old. You’re only 32. Does that mean by the time you hit 40, you’ll behave like you’re 70?” He stared flatly at you as you continued laughing. “Hmm, I suppose we’ll have to see.” He spoke before pulling you into a tight hug. He definitely didn’t want to admit that he felt his hip pop when he took a seat next to you just now. He was hoping you didn’t notice over the sound of your laughter...

but you did:)

~Giran~

-It was a boring day indeed and the only way you knew how to cure it was by bothering your lover while he was in his element. You smiled and crept your way into the living room. He didn’t notice you standing at the entryway for the hall and watching him. He was totally immersed in the current poker competition on the TV in front of him. Today was Giran’s day for rest (appointed by him self of course). He was dressed in an old comfy tank top and some long shorts with sandals. He reclined back in the chair and just finished putting out a cigarette in the ash tray next to him before grunting and cracking open a drink. That’s when he heard you quietly snickering nearby. He lazily looked to his side and smiled when he saw you standing there. “Wooowwww old man.” You teased him and he shrugged. “Eh? Well I sure as shit ain’t a young one.” He quipped back at you. Giran pat the spot on his lap and watched as you dutifully approached to take a seat on him. You wrapped your arms over his shoulders and took in the smell of his cologne mixing with cigarette scent. “I heard you grumbling and clearing your throat. Had to come and make sure you weren’t finally on your death bed, grandpa.” You teased him some more and made him laugh. “Oh yeah? If I were you then I’d let me go ahead and kick the bucket. There’s a lot of money in it that I’m leaving to you after all. Just make sure you keep being sweet to this old man, eh?” He spoke before kissing the top of your head.