Could you do prompt 9 with Kaiser please with a big, shiny, juicy cherry on top
prompt: "kiss. now." tags: f!reader, established relationship, pouty kaiser, spoiled kaiser, fluffy kaiser, whiny kaiser. note: anon, because of this request, i am in dire need of a kaiser. pls. just one.
"why do you keep throwing tantrums?" you sigh, looking at your pouty baby of a boyfriend who's been glaring at his cup of gelato like it might be the start of a plague. "we can't fix it if you won't say what the problem is."
you sigh again, rolling your eyes when his glare moves to your innocent cup of gelato.
"my incredibly handsome, amazingly talented, and spectacularly wealthy boyfriend," you sigh out in a perky tone, cringing at yourself for the words. "i can't fix it if you won't tell me what's wrong. so please, baby, enlighten me."
kaiser's lips twitch, a small smile appearing that brightens his whole visage. you have to keep a snort to yourself, knowing just how much your lover loves to be complimented and babied.
"oh?" the smile stays on his face, molding into a grin as he leans his head on his hand. the tip of kaiser's ears turn red, the nape of his neck warm. "so now you finally call me baby?"
you blink, wondering what he means.
"oh, don't play dumb." the blush stays on kaiser's face even when he scowls, almost like a cat who got drenched in water. "you haven't called me baby all day. what is wrong with you?"
"is that what this is about, baby?" you coo, pouting in a way that's both mocking and sweet. a trick you specifically learned from him. "is my pretty baby upset about that? i'm sorry. i should've paid more attention to my baby."
kaiser scowls, an ugly expression that becomes so entirely pretty because it's his. "i want an apology," he grumbles, crossing his hands in front of his chest. "kiss. now."
you lean into him, placing a hand on the side of his neck, your finger trailing his rose tattoo. even with your eyes closed, you remember its distinct shape.
when you lean away, the red on his skin has turned into a full-blown blush. your lover closely resembles a tomato with how red he's become. he glares even when there's no real heat in his eyes, his mouth pressed into a pout. you can only giggle, deciding that he's pretty cute when he's blushing like that.