♥ ic room

*stares longingly out of the window whilst his cheek squishes softly on it's ledge, successfully making him look like
a slightly melted version of his fluffy self*

she is.
*hums contently as i lightky tickle her tummy, making her giggle*

is she a good girl? /I ask, observing jisung and his daughter, before I close my eyes and simply enjoy the comfort panda's shoulder provides/ true. hot summer isn't very cuddles friendly. /I mumble, soon feeling seokwoo's head against mine, totally not minding it/ do you think it's going to snow this winter? do you like snow?

thank you.
*smiles a little as i look at Moonseok as she starts to wake up, softening at her tiny yawn*

That’s very cute *gives a soft smile to Jisung before a happy noise came from my throat as Yuto ruffled my hair my fingers running through his hair gently* colder seasons mean more comfortable cuddles *tilts my head slightly to touch it against yours closing my eyes a moment* it’s a new season or maybe it’s going to be winter before we know it

/I ruffle seokwoo's hair briefly, before sitting right by his side, eventually choosing to rest my head on his shoulder/ gloomy autumn, that's what's new. /I sigh quietly/ wait. that's not a very new thing.

its a girl.. her name is Moonseok
*smiles softly as i look at the two, my tail swaying a little in happiness*

Lots of things are good, *tilts head* what’s new? *looks to jisung and sees the small baby*

is it a boy or a girl? /I ask in a soft tone, seeing that the baby is peacefully resting in jisung's arms, probably sleeping/

*waves a little at yuto with a small smile, returning my attention to the little one in my arms*

/smile climbs up my lips just by seeing seokwoo's smile/ hello. what's good? /I ask, strolling inside and waving at jisung when he enters the room as well/

*wanders in while cradling my baby, sitting on the couch comfortably*

*instantly sees you and stops squirming around giving a soft smile* Yuto~

/lurks in/

*seems restless as I uncomfortably shift around trying to find a spot for me to sit and rest something feeling off when I’m just sitting here*

*sits in the corner a fresh graze on his arm, trying his best to clean it the only way he knows how*

I wonder if there will ever be a bat hybrid? Mind you, they would be nocturnal

@Im Jaebeom ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿ (it's not lame one bit! Jeongin is always a bit over the top to people he hasn't met. It's like his super power xD Sorry for the late reply, I was sleeping ;u;)

*When Jeongin finally noticed that the other's smile was leaving his face, his ears sank a little bit. Why would getting rid of the evil jumper make the human sad? He stared as he thought hard, nose scrunching up with his concentration before it clicked. Oh. Maybe the brave human wanted to make sure it wouldn't attack anyone else. In that case, Jeongin thought it would be best to get it back for the other. With a slightly unsure look, he jogged a little to pick it up and hold it out to you with both hands, staring intently as he waited for you to take it back*

*settles on the floor beside the coffee table, resting my chin on it with my ears folded back, closing my eyes with a faint content purr*

/flashes a small smile, holding up a hand in greeting

/peeks around the excited fox to peer at the raccoon, waving

/shuffles in wearing an extremely oversized sweater with the hood up and a mask to cover his face, tail puffed and hanging low behind him as he curls up on the couch.

(sorry I know it's lame.... jb is used to jinyoung's reactions to things so jeongin is like.... polar opposite >< he confused)

*blinking in confusion, jb did his best to decipher the nonverbal signals. he startled a bit when the sweater was lifted from his grasp and then tossed across the room.* is there something wrong with the sweater? *he asks in confusion smile fading slightly from his face*

*fighting back the urge to dash around his saviour completely was hard. His whole body screamed to burn off his pure happiness with the only way he knew how. Dashing around to his hearts content. However, he managed to keep himself infront of the other with his muscles occasionally twitching, urging him to try and break his gaze from his saviour. Jeongin stared at your hand when you offered his jumper back, ears twitching slightly before he leant down slightly to gently push his head towards your hand, squishing his cheek against it with a soft purr before he took the jumper and threw it with a soft huff. Can't risk it trapping his saviour too. What a dangerous piece of cloth. After he made sure it was far away, he turned back to the other with eyes hopeful of praise. Maybe the other would pet his head or rub his tummy if he was lucky? Jeongin didn't mind how the other man would praise him for his clearly heroic deed. His chest puffed up victoriously as he waited*

*jb tilts his head reflexively as he watches your reaction, his hands unconsciously turning the sweater right-side out and folding it neatly, a bemused smile on his lips* unfortunately, I don't speak fox... you are a fox right? but I will take that as a thank you, I think *his expression brightens further into a genuine smile as he offers the sweater back, resisting the temptation to ruffle the boy's hair*

*he started to squirm a little bit more when he felt hands on the material, only calming down once the room suddenly got a lot brighter and the offending fabric was clearly in the grasp of your hands. He blinked a little while, curiously sniffing a little before he put two and two together. You defeated the evil clothing! His tail began to thrash around rapidly as he looked up at you in pure wonder, shooting out endless yaps and squeaks of pure praise as he fought the urge to his savour as a thank you. He remembered not everyone liked *

* quickly and gently he searches for the offending button that is keeping the jumper secured around your neck and shoulders, popping it from its clasp jb lifts the sweater from your head, expression soft* better?

*startles at the touch, stumbling a little bit as he lowers himself slightly not sure quite where you are stood. The jumper that was stuck was becoming more and more annoying to him when he realised he couldn't even stare at whoever was talking. He released a little questioning yip in an attempt at communication, tugging the material to show you*

*moves closer and carefully touches a hand to your flailing shoulder,* hey, can-can I help you get out of that sweater, there?