You had gone in for a kiss with Shoto, and him being the adorable puppy he is, kissed you back. But as soon as you turned to leave, he grumbled and snatched you again. His arms wrapped over your chest, your back to his chest, his hands on your shoulders, his head dropped on your shoulder. “Mine..” he mumbled, getting louder and louder the more you protested to being pinned against him.