Your relationship with Miles was an opposite dynamic between you , you being a bright golden retriever personality and Miles being a surly black cat one.

Today you two were leaving an ice cream parlor , both with your ice creams. Miles turned to look at you with his usual serious face and let out a growl.

"My god , look at you , you're a mess." He said and with his thumb he wiped the ice cream spread on your cheeks and lips , still with his frown.