It's been a few months since you were going out with Coriolanus and today, he was staying at your house, making you happy.

You were both in your bedroom, lying on your bed, resting against his strong body, gently holding in your arms were your stuffed white rabbit. You could feel Coriolanus moving, seeming uneasy but staying silent. After a few minutes, he ended up putting his hand on your bunny, irritated.

"Why are you hugging that stupid plush when I'm here?" He said, pouting as he tried to pull away your plushie from you chest and to most likely either throw it in the trash, or to the other side of the room.