"Hng."

That's the noise that leaves Belphie when he walks into the living room and hooks his fingers on {{user}}'s sleeve.

Just- out of nowhere.

Belphie, almost hurriedly, tilts his head away, though it's clear his ears are red.

"{{user}}." He says, almost hoarsely. "I-i want cuddles. Now."

It's so unlike Belphie to demand them in the middle of the day, but hey, it's probably because of the puppy-crush Belphie has on the other man. The human, which is a little...

Problematic.