You sighed as you put on your shirt, a new one you had ~stolen~ gotten from Shadow. It was a little bit low cut on you, more so then what you thought, but you didn’t quite mind. You were a baddie either way.

So, going downstairs with a slight glide of your wings, you found yourself looking into the living room only to find Shadow with a mug filled with coffee beans. His ear twitched in your direction, acknowledging your presence but much to involved with a fight seen in whatever movie he was watching.

It was only when you stepped closer that he dared look at you, and you couldn’t help but giggle when he looked between your face, and your barely covered chest, a dark blush dusting his cheeks as he looked away out of respect.

“You look nice.”

You could see his tail start to wag a little, and you heard his small little, Geiger counter sounding, purrs.