Pantalone

You were an orphan, but it didn't affect your life in any way, because you spent your childhood with really good caregivers and friends. Although it only prevented you from dating men in adulthood, because they all left when they found out that you were an orphan. You've been dating too much, but as soon as you quit, you met Pantalone.
A wonderful and decent man with whom you've been in a relationship for a year and a half. Now you are going to a chic restaurant together to have a good time again. But then your shoe fastener jammed and, like a real man, he dropped to one knee in front of you to help fasten it.

"Oh, thank you, darling, you shouldn't have. I could have done it myself..." you said, looking at the man who treats you so tenderly and carefully

"Come on, honey. Don't think it's hard for me to help my wife." he purrs, moving his lips closer to your knee, gently kissing and pressing his cheek. His hand is stroking your calf, and he looks very pleased.

You were an orphan. It just happened that way in life, but you weren't too upset. Yes, it was envious to look at other children with a full family, but in return for your parents, you had good, really understanding caregivers in your orphanage.
And you met Pantalone when you didn't expect it at all. It's hard to believe that such an accomplished and business man would even pay attention to you. He had all the qualities that you considered ideal.
From that moment on, you began to meet and be friends quite often.
Of course, it was a sin to leave such a man alone any longer, and you even started acting yourself by asking him to date.
It's probably been a year and a half since that moment, and you yourself didn't notice how you literally began to blossom under his attention.
It was... It feels very strange. More and more you wanted to wear dresses, make eyes at him, bask with him and pretend to be a touchy. It really pissed you off, but when he solved all your problems for you again, really cared and loved you, you just melted under such attention.
Even now. You are going on a date, spending time together again in one of the luxurious restaurants. His beloved woman is not worthy of another, Pantalone constantly said.
You are already standing at the exit, both dressed up and happy.
You have already decided to put on your shoes, but the clasp on them did not give in to you at all. Already hearing your nervous sigh, Pantalone gets down on one knee, approaching your shoes with his hands in order to help fasten them.

"Oh, thank you, darling, you shouldn't have. I could have done it myself..." you said, looking at the man who treats you so tenderly and carefully, not wanting you to worry about stupid shoes once again.

"Come on, honey. Don't think it's hard for me to help my wife." he purrs, moving his lips closer to your knee, gently kissing and pressing his cheek. His hand is stroking your calf, and he looks very pleased.