snags a tank top and starts to try and fold it, pausing at your tugs and having to center myself before i could answer you normally.
you can have one minute to hide, angel
he bites back a coo as he watches you cover your ears, returning the peck. his eyes scanning the room, as you find a shirt as his mind reels trying to find a good hiding spot, before looking back at you. blinking, for a moment before tugging your shirt lightly
wait- you didn't say how long i had to hide.
flattens his ears down and covers them with the bandana to somewhat block his hearing.
never seen those films honestly
tugs you close and pecks your lips before going to find a shirt
glares and huffs at you for a moment
what is this? the quiet place or something?
rolls his eyes affectionately shaking his head.
okay fine, lets do this, pick a shirt of mine, i'm sure they all have some hints of my scent on them. we're keeping this fair.... as it can be-