#squishywrites

S/N - sibling name, C/N - cousin name, Y/N - your name

You were excited to see Romin/Wonhyuk today but unfortunately, your plans got a little messed up. In this case, it was your parents asking you to babysit your younger sibling/cousin.

Pulling out your phone, you messaged Romin/Wonhyuk’s number. I don’t think I’ll be able to make it today, I have to babysit my sibling/cousin. You waited a few minutes before your phone dinged. Okay, see you soon. He must be planning to come over then.

Romin:

Babysitting your sibling wasn’t the worst thing honestly, they were old enough to take care of themselves but they still needed a little bit of supervision. A while later, you were sitting watching your sibling work on a project when the doorbell rang. Opening the door, you saw Romin standing on the other side. “You really didn’t have to come, it’s okay!”

“No no, I wanted to see you and why not meet your sibling too.” Stepping back to let him in, you led him back to where your sibling was working. “S/N,why don’t you take a break to hang out for a little bit.”

“Is this you boyfriend?”

“Ah yes, I’m Romin. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

“I’ve heard a lot about you.” Romin laughed awkwardly before your sibling continued, “It’s really only been good things, I promise.”

After introducing them and them becoming less awkward, the three of you gathered on the couch. “What do you want to do today?”

“You mentioned Romin likes Marvel movies and I missed the recent one that came out, maybe we could go watch that.”

After buying the tickets, the three of you settled together with you in the middle. Romin held your hand next to his leg as the lights dimmed.

“That was awesome! Especially the one scene where they shot from below and changed the angle progressively to show the action.” You watched as your sibling gushed about the movie and your boyfriend joined in.

“I know, it was really well done.” Walking between the two, you watched the pair go back and forth with heated excitement about the parts they liked and didn’t like. Laughing at their energy, you slipped your hand into Romin’s with a soft smile.

You decided to interrupt before it got too late for you to ever get a word into their chatter. “Do you guys want to go shopping? I’m sure Romin would mind helping you pick some new outfits, S/N.”

Their expression lit up even more as they looked at you two. “Wait, really?! Can we?”

Romin shrugged, “I don’t see why not.” With that, your sibling took off skipping a few steps ahead of you before turning back.

“Thank you so much! I’ve been trying to reorganize my closet for so looonnggg.” You could practically already picture how this trip would go. The three of you choosing the most random clothes in between searching for good outfits, laughing at each other’s “modeling,” and just fooling around together until you found something S/N would really like. You fully trusted Romin would be able to help them without fail.

Wonhyuk:

Watching your younger cousin run around the playground, you made sure they didn’t hurt themselves. They ran over to you, calling your name. “Come play with me!” They pulled your hand before you laughed and tucked your phone away. Letting them drag you, you followed to the swing set before helping them on to the swing.

After a while of pushing them on the swing, you noticed someone approaching you. It was Won Hyuk carrying a soccer ball. You smiled and waved, gently stopping the swing with your cousin. They jumped off before running over to Won Hyuk with you following close behind. Your cousin latched onto Won Hyuk’s leg as they reached him. “Hyuk, are you going to play with me?”

He teased lightly as he patted your cousin’s head. “Yup, your cousin said you wanted to see me more than them.” Passing the ball to your cousin, they let go and he approached you. “I hope you don’t mind me stealing your time with your cousin.”

“Not at all, I may be able to manage their energy now.”

Turning back to your cousin, Won Hyuk kneeled down to their eye level. “How does a game of soccer sound, Y/N can be our referee.” Your cousin bounced on their heels.

“Yes please!” Speeding off again, they ran to the field by the jungle gym. “Hurry up Y/N, I wanna play now.” Grabbing your hand, Won Hyuk took off after C/N dragging you laughing behind him.

“Yeah Y/N, you’re too slow.” Won Hyuk teased. The two stood off across from each other as you set the ball between them.

“Do you both know the rules?” The both nodded as your cousin playfully glared at Won Hyuk. “Alright, the game starts in 3… 2… 1… GO!”

Your cousin ran at the ball as Won Hyuk moved slowly to give them a head start. They passed him and kicked the ball toward their made-up goal. Won Hyuk stepped in front of it and trapped it with his foot. Kicking it forward, he jogged to the otherside of the field with your cousin right behind. Nudging the ball forward, he let them steal the ball back. Racing past, your cousin laughed before calling to him. “I’m going to beat you if you can’t keep up.”

Won Hyuk turned back around, trying to catch up to them. “No you won’t!” He stepped in front of your cousin’s path to the goal. They kicked the ball and he dove for it, intentionally missing. Pretending to be shocked, he looked at their gleeful face and you laughing behind them. “Oh no, how did I miss that?”

“C/N scores!” You paused to catch your breath from laughing so much before continuing. “C/N scores and they win the game!”

Won Hyuk picked up your giggling cousin, spinning in celebration, “Wow, you won!” You fondly watched the pair laughing and smiling before picking up the ball. Won Hyuk set your cousin down and they clung to you.

“Y/N, is it time to go yet?” You checked the time before grinning down at them.

“I usually handle software and stuff but there was no registered CCTV at that building. What do you mean someone hacked the system?” Esperanza explained. If there were cameras there and someone hacked them, it could put both her and Artemisia in danger, along with anyone seen with them. “Who hacked the system? What did they see?’

“Why does it matter to you who did? You two were the only other ones there so it had to have been one of you.”

This time it was Artemisia glaring at Yeosang. “What part of what she said didn’t make sense? It wasn’t us, we didn’t even know about there being cameras. Why don’t you just tell us who did it?” She hissed. Yeosang stalked closer to the table before being stopped by Hongjoong reappearing in the doorway.

“Yeosang, stop.” He moved to sit across from the two girls. “What do you two know about Lee Enterprises?” Yeosang’s eyes widened before he whispered sharply to Hongjoong.

“What are you doing? What are you implying? Do they have to do with this?”

“I’m implying that Lee Enterprises hacked into the cameras of the gala building during our hit.” Hongjoong placed his hands on the table before leaning closer to the girls in front of him. “And they seemed very interested in following what you two were doing. How are you connected to them?”

Esperanza sighed before looking at Artemisia. “I think we need to tell them about how we met.” She turned her head to look back at the two men watching the duo. “When I was younger, my sister Lacey got really sick. ”

Esperanza looked up at her parents whispering outside her sister’s bedroom. It was unusual for them to keep any secrets from either of them. “Mom? Dad? I don’t understand? What’s going on? Why did you- why did you call a doctor? Is there something wrong?”

Her mother quickly turned, blocking the young girl’s view into her sister’s room. “Ezie, sweetie, nothing is wrong, you’re sister is just feeling a little sick. She’ll be alright soon.”

“At first, I really did believe them.”

As the years progressed and the two sisters grew, Esperanza realized that something wasn’t quite right with her sister. She was always out with one of their parents while the other one was with Esperanza to take her to her clubs and activities. She was forced into activities she had no interest in until they found something that stuck. It seemed almost as if they were trying to distract her from Lacey’s condition. It wasn’t until she reached high school that Esperanza realized how much her parents kept them separated. Her parents didn’t ask her to join clubs or activities she no longer found interesting, but Esperanza still found herself barely home. Esperanza worked as hard as she could in school, even if it was just her first year, and oftentimes found herself staying late after school to help with clubs or at the library studying. Esperanza realized when she arrived home on the rare days she didn’t stay out working, her younger sister was often passed out, asleep, in random places throughout the house. Thinking back, the young teen found that lately, it seemed her sister lacked the energy she used to have when they were younger. Was something wrong? Why didn’t her parents say anything?

So Esperanza confronted her parents. She heard them in the living room one night, talking about how they were going to be able to afford continuing to “live like this.” Esperanza didn’t understand. They may not have been very rich, but her family was well-off enough they could afford a little comfort in their lives. Stepping from around the corner, she silently approached the couch.

“Mom? Dad?”

Her parents froze in shock briefly before turning to their young teenage daughter in the doorway. “Yes dear?”

“Can I ask you a question?” The young girl hesitated. No, that wasn’t good enough, she needed to be more specific. “If I ask you a question, do you promise to answer it honestly and seriously? No matter what it is?”

“Of course honey, what is it?” Her parents seemed skittish at her appearance. Her mother’s hands shifted with the edge of her sweater before Esperanza’s father grabbed her hands to still her hands.

“What is wrong with Lacey?”

“Esperanza, we’ve told you, nothing is wrong. Your sister just has a lot to do and gets tired at the end of the day.”

“At that point, I definitely suspected something was wrong. A few months later, my suspicions were proven corrected.”

Turning as quietly as possible, Esperanza turned the door knob slightly before gently closing the office door behind her. A clock on the desk flashed 12:45 AM.

Slipping slightly on her socks, Esperanza gripped the edge of a chair. Exhaling a soft breath, she tiptoed forward before reaching the edge of her father’s desk. Reaching for the belt of her shorts, Esperanza clicked on a pen light.

Sliding out the drawers, Esperanza found multiple different files. None of them were the ones she was looking for.

A groan of frustration left Esperanza before something flashed across her room. Sitting on the edge of the desk was a manila folder, the corner of reflective film sheet peeking out of it. Esperanza opened the file and almost immediately dropped it.

Her parents had been lying to her.

Lacey was sick. She had been for a while. And Esperanza had no idea the whole time how bad it actually was.

Footsteps echoed in the hall. Panicking, Esperanza hurriedly shoved the papers back into the folder before setting it back on the desk. Her hair whipped wildly as she tried to find a place to hide.

Slamming the chair back, she forced herself under the desk before yanking it back. The steps echoed close to the office door, pausing momentarily.

Esperanza held her breath as a shadow passed under the door. It turned and the footsteps faded away down toward her sister’s room.

Esperanza sighed and uncurled herself before standing and going to hide by the door. She pressed her ear to the door and listened to the eerie quiet filling the house. A few minutes later, the steps came and went again with the sound of a door closing.

Esperanza slowly opened the door and peaked out before slipping through the doorway. She ran quietly on her tiptoes back to her room. Her hand slipped on the door knob of her room as she struggled to open it. Finally, she turned it and slid into her room.

“It turns out our parents were running out of money and couldn’t afford as many treatments as they used to and at this point, I don’t think they would have helped anyway. A few months later, they disappeared without leaving anything behind beside our inheritances. It still wasn’t enough for Lacey’s medicine and treatments so I had to find ways to pay for her treatments. I started stealing information for hire.”

“Then one day, I got a job, but this one. This one was different. It was on back channels on the dark web. But it wasn’t a usual channel. It was encrypted with a firewall that would take months for a supercomputer to break and required an invitation code, which somehow sent personally to my “day job”. Whoever it was didn’t want to be found. They wanted to hack into Lee Enterprises mainframe and then steal files on someone named Lee Seunghoon.” Hongjoong inhaled sharply at the name.

“Hold on, someone hired you to steal files on Lee Seunghoon?” Hongjoong anxiously glanced between the two girls.

“Yes. I destroyed their system firewalls but when I got into the system, the files weren’t there anymore. There were traces of digital sabotage in the digital files. It was irreparable, the file itself had been corrupted by someone from the outside. I couldn’t even trace who did it. The only clean copies of the files were the original paper copies. So I needed to get into Lee Entreprises file storage. I hacked the security systems of their main headquarters and broke in. I couldn’t find the files because many things seemed to have been damaged in a fire. It looked almost intentional. I didn’t have time to investigate any further, their systems were coming back online. I had to get out of there as quickly as possible.” Esperanza looked over at Artemisia watching her with caution.

“However what I didn’t know was that I didn’t cover my tracks well enough and Lee Enterprises soon discovered what I had done. They hired someone to kill me,” Artemisia grabbed Esperanza’s arm gently before Esperanza glanced down to her partner’s hand and shook her head softly. “Artemisia saved me. After that, we formed a duo to survive together.”

Esperanza looked back up at the men in front of her. “I didn’t know what Lee Enterprises was until a few months ago. After I found out who they truly were, I fully realized the extent of what I had done. Every week, a new threat would appear wherever we lived. No matter where we moved, or how quickly, they always found us. However, once we accepted the gala hit, the one where you kidnapped us, they just stopped. The threats disappeared almost instantly.”

Esperanza slowly removed Artemisia’s hand from her arm. “I’m afraid that you all may be in danger if they find out you have me here. If you let me go, they may leave you alone. However, you must promise to protect Artemisia if I leave. She never was the target of their threats, but her background from her childhood makes her a target for ‘aggressive recruitment’.”

“Esperanza, no. You promised when we teamed up that we would survive together. If you go, I go with you.” Artemisia pleaded with her partner. Esperanza protected her by not telling Hongjoong and Yeosang the full story, but that also could put the two of them at risk. If ATEEZ found out she had been hired by Lee Enterprises to kill Esperanza, they may kill Artemisia or force her onto the streets, alone.

“No, neither of you are leaving. Not until we know everything that you know. And everything we need to know about you.” Hongjoong looked at Esperanza, scanning her face. “What did you find about Lee Sunghoon?”

“Just that he was the son of the CEO of Lee Enterprises, who also happens to be the leader of the Lee family mafia. It said he was killed in a freak car accident a few years ago.”

“Good, they don’t know then.” Esperanza jumped when Yeosang spoke. He had been so quiet when she was talking, Esperanza had forgotten he was even there. “Briar did a better job than we originally thought.”

“They don’t know what? Who’s Briar?”

“That Lee Sunghoon is alive, and with us.” Hongjoong spoke in a hushed tone as Yeosang came to stand behind him. Esperanza’s head whipped back to face Hongjoong.

“Lee Sunghoon is alive?!”

Silently, Yeosang sat beside Hongjoong, facing the women. Yeosang looked down at the pair watching him carefully. “Yes, he is here now,” Artemisia examined Yeosang’s face. Something about his features was familiar, a vague recollection of an older, deadly man hunting her down for a job he considered vital.

She sucked in a breath in surprise.

Snufkin stared at the man before him.

Or, thing, really. Not a man, though, definitely not.

A figure, taller than him but not by too much. With curly black hair and a scruffy face and a dirty red hat atop his head.

A hat very much like Snufkins own.

His eyes were watching the young half mimrik, scanning over him many times over. Bright blue irises with cat like slits for pupils, Snufkin was quickly reminded of a predator staring down at its prey.

But for some reason he wasn't on edge. He didn't feel any need to act defensive, to raise his hackles and spit and hiss at this creature. In fact, Snufkin felt rather... calm, and happy, which was odd. Like he had finally found something after having lost it for a very long time.

Shadows curled and whisped around the beings feet, almost like a thick fog. His tail, a slim yet fluffy one like a black cats, curled loosely around his lower leg.

He's nervous

But why was he nervous? Surely Snufkin was the one who should be on edge, standing only a couple feet from a creature he knew he couldn't fight against. But his own tail was relaxed, the end flicking occasionally.

They stood like that for some time, just staring at each other. Snufkin couldn't really see the others face well, even with his night eyes. It was like the shadow casted by the red hat was purposefully concealing it, leaving only a vague outline of his features and those bright eyes to be visible.

"Well," The being finally said, or rumbled as his voice was deep, "This clearly isn't getting us anywhere..."

Snufkin had to agree considering they had basically been in a staring contest for the last ten minutes at least. But he was still watching the being, his curiosity sudden piqued even more.

That voice sounded familiar somehow.

"Do I...know you?"

That got a small gravelly laugh out of the other, and his head nodded twice. "Yes, though i'm sure you don't remember me, as you were incredibly young the last time I showed myself to you."

Well that was awfully cryptic.  

Snufkin tilted his head, once again looking the other up and down. He knew this person, he was sure of that, but couldn't remember who they were exactly. The image of someone cooing down at him flashed in his mind, and he could almost hear a faint rumbling purr with it, but the scene was gone as soon as it had appeared.

"Who are you?" Snufkin asked, because by now the annoyance of knowing but not knowing at the same time was agitating him.

The creature stared at him a moment more, seeming to debate something with himself. Until finally, he sighed, and reached up to take his hat off and bowed forward a little, smiling softly, watching Snufkin with a great intensity.

"I am the Joxter, your father."

Snufkin stared at him. He knew very well his breath hitched at seeing that scruffy face for the first (no- second, maybe third, he thought) time. That was his father.

How he knew that, Snufkin wasn't sure, but he knew it to be true. His father, without a doubt in his mind.

Joxter looked at him with the saddest, softest smile a demon could make, and his heart clenched.

"It's alright if you don't remember me, Snufkin. You were very small the last time you saw me, I wouldn't be surprised if you cant remember."

But Snufkin COULD remember, now that he saw his face.

The scene from before came back to him, just clearer now. The Joxters face smiling down at him, teeth sharp and eyes crinkled from smiling so wide. He had poked him carefully on the nose with his paw, eyes full of delight as baby Snufkin squealed happily. He cooed down at the bab, and a purr coming from his throat.

The Joxter in front of him however, looked somewhat sadder by the passing second, and Snufkin realized that even if he accepted the fact Snufkin most likely didn't remember him, he was still upset about it.

He moved to place his hat back atop his head, a solemn but understanding look in his bright eyes.

"It's alright Snufkin, why don't you head back to the Moomin families home now, its getting rather late-"

"Papa..."

The Joxter stopped. He looked down at the young half mimrik with wide eyes, tail now swaying behind him in surprise.

Snufkins bottom lip quivered, eyes beginning to fill with wet tears.

"Papa!"

He opened his arms, starting to run the small distance between them, crying now.

"Papa! Papa!"

Joxter met him halfway, tossing his hat on the ground and quickly scooping his son into his arms and hugging him close, quietly shushing him.

"Papa! Papa papa!"

Snufkin buried his face in his fathers shoulder, crying as the Joxter began rubbing circles in his back to in a attempt comfort him.

"Yes little one, Papas here, Papa’s here, its alright now"

Normally Snufkin wasn't one for tears. He didn't cry often, if at all really, but the suddenness of having family again, of having his father again, hit him like a brick and he latched onto the demon without a moments hesitation. 

Joxter continued shushing and cooing at him, resting his head against Snufkin's own and swaying them just slightly. His shadows settled on the ground around his feet, lazy once again now that the full demon wasn't anxious anymore.

It took some time, but slowly Snufkin's cries turned into hiccups, and finally to sniffles. He still clung to his papa, somewhat scared he would disappear if he let go.

If the Joxter noticed, he only acknowledged it by squeezing the younger one again.

Standing in the kitchen illuminated in golden rays, you began to pull out the ingredients for the recipe. Reaching for the final ingredient, you closed the fridge behind you before turning back to the counter. You jumped slightly as a soft warmth came across your shoulders and a white blanket draped down your arms. Your shoulders loosened as someone nuzzled into the base of your neck as you are squeezed to their chest.

“Morning Hoyoung, did you finally decide to wake up?” A soft groan escaped you. Hoyoung’s mouth before he pressed a gentle kiss over the sore marking on your neck. The blanket slipped off your shoulders and Hoyoung let go of your waist to pull it back up.

“It was boring without you,” he whined. His hand grabbed your wrist to turn you away from your cooking preparations. Burying himself back into your neck, he slowly pulled from the kitchen.

“Hoyoung, I have to make breakfast.” You laughed, heart warming from his clinging. His head lifted from your neck as Hoyoung tugged your arm more.

“Come on, breakfast can wait.” You sighed before giving in, if you didn’t he would start pouting and then you would never be able to say no.

“Alright, just let me put everything back.” After a quick cleanup, you found yourself once again burrowed under the fluffy covers of your bed. Within seconds of you laying down, Hoyoung had latched his arms around you and pulled as close to him as he could. Once again, he nuzzled his nose against your skin and breathed in.

“Alright alright, jeez, that hurt.” Raven huffed under her breath before shaking her head at Wonhyuk. The two of you turned back to your notes and tried to narrow your focus back to the presentation again.

However, that didn’t last long. The few minutes you spent ignoring your oblivious and rather forward coworker did nothing to dissuade their efforts. If anything, it encouraged them, the flirtatious looks and increasingly inappropriate remarks continued to rise.

Now that he had already been distracted, Won hyuk found himself struggling to stay focused with the briefing. He caught himself repetitively stealing subtle glances over his shoulder at you. Not that he would ever mention anything about this, but seeing you working like this made his heart beat a little harder as his face gained a soft red tint. He didn’t know how, but you still affected him in the simplest ways, even now. Especially now.

Won hyuk’s blush quickly evaporated though. Your nuisance of a coworker had made the mistake of sliding closer to you, his hand now inches from where you worked to scribe important details. Realizing the decreased proximity between the two of you, you shifted, pulling at the edge of your shirt before trying to pull yourself closer to Raven, anything for an escape from the uncomfortable approaches. Won hyuk’s jaw tightened as he noticed what was happening.

A soft almost growl escaped from his throat as his gazed hardened on your coworker. “Hey, asshole, that's enough,” lethal edge in his low tone, enough to shake their attention off of you.

“What’s it matter to you?”

Any control Won hyuk may have previously had over his composure snapped. “It matters to me that you’re harassing my secretary in the middle of a staff meeting. Instead of flirting with my fiancèe, you should be focusing on now coming up with any reason I shouldn’t fire you.” Turning his chair fully to face the now terrified worker, his voice came with a dangerous warning. “I would work quickly if I were you.”

Catching the tense atmosphere between the two, Yongseop slapped his hand across Wonhyuk’s leg as you kicked his shin under the table, your own glare directed toward him now. “Ow, what the hell was that for?”

“Get yourself together, I’m sure you scared them enough by now.” Raven, who was already barely containing herself before, suddenly burst out into a fit of laughter before both you and Yongseop turned a vicious fiery pair of scowls upon her.

“Okay okay, fine, I’ll stop.” She slowly calmed herself down before Yongeop turned back to the shocked, and mortified, presenters.

“I apologize for the interruption. Before we begin again, first, I must ask that no words of what happened here escapes this room. Is that clear?” Swallowing heavily, they glanced between themselves and the two CEOs before hesitantly nodding. “Then, please, continue.” With a few nervous glances and stumbles on their words, the briefing began again. Taking one last chance to tease you before you were fully absorbed back into the meeting, Raven mumbled into your ear.

“I bet seeing him like that and actually jealous was hot, you doing okay? Think you’ll still be able to focus?” Blood rushed to your face as you once again elbowed your friend.

“Raven! Please just focus!” Looking down at you paper, you muttered one last phrase you hoped she would catch. “It’s bad enough as it is already. It will only be worse later.” When Raven giggled softly at that, you understood then that she had, in fact, heard you.

“What, are you scared he’s gonna do something?” As if your embarrassment couldn’t get any worse, Raven continued teasing you until you almost couldn’t take it anymore. You felt as though it was growing warmer and warmer until you were almost certain there had to be steam rising from your cheeks. Taking in your flustered state, struggling to even write, she finally let up on the playful jabs and remarks, allowing you some time to settle and cool down. With your focus now dedicated once again back to the meeting, time passed a lot quicker and before you knew it, the briefing was ending.

Taking the first opportunity of escape, you ran out as soon as you could, shocking both Raven and Wonhyuk with your quick exit. Reaching your own office, you quickly shut the door before sinking into your chair with a drawn-out whine. “I can’t believe that just happened.” Closing your eyes, you rested your hands on your forehead, trying to massage out new oncoming stress. If the Board of Chairs, or even his parents found out about what happened, you both could be in some serious trouble. As if on cue, your phone buzzed in your pocket.

Sighing, you fished it out before staring at the lock screen. It was a text from Wonhyuk. “We can talk when we go home, everything will be fine, I promise.” Swiveling your chair around, you looked across the way to Wonhyuk’s office. He was staring at you from behind his desk and once he caught your gaze, he gave a soft smile. A gentle comfort that helped assuage your worries, you found yourself giving him a smile back.

With the seasons changing, the temperature began to drop quickly. As the outside grew colder, so did your room to match it. But when faced with a problem, sometimes you’ve got to improvise a solution. Which, this time, happened to be your boyfriend. Your werewolf boyfriend.

“Gyehyeon” your voice pitched slightly to a whine at the chill. “I’m cold, can we cuddle please?”

The young male laughed at the childish tone of your request. “Of course, come here,” he picked up a blanket and opened his arms.

“Can I cuddle your wolf form actually?” You whispered hesitantly, slightly embarrassed at your own request.

“I’m sorry, what was that,” a teasing lily came from his voice.

You sighed before speaking louder, “Can I cuddle your wolf form? It’s warmer and really soft. Please?”

“Alright turn around.” Complying with his request, you turned your back to Gyehyeon until you felt the dappled texture of his snout bump your hand before he pushed his head up against your side.

Your fingers threaded gently through the soft fluff around his ears before giving them a slight scratch. Gyehyeon’s ears twitched slightly before he let out a soft rumble of happiness. He bumped his head against your waist, guiding you to bed. Taking the hint, you jumped up on top of the covers before Gyehyeon soon followed.

Snuggling up slightly into a ball, you reached for the fur of Gyehyeon’s torso and gave it a gentle tug. He huffed lightly before circling around you a few times and curling around you. Turning on your side slightly, you rubbed your cheeks into his fuzz. Almost immediately, your body reacted to the warmth radiating from him. “My personal space heater.” With your face buried in his fur, your words were muffled, but you figured he understood when a sound akin to a laugh vibrated from his chest. One hand traced his spine up to his head where you gave the space between his ears a light pat, his ears tilting gently in relaxation to the side to allow for you to pet the fur along his head and neck. Nuzzling yourself further into his coat, you closed your eyes as you began to relax against him.