His head laid on your lap, your fingers gently brushing through his black locks, your eyes narrowed down at him with a scrutinizing look, which almost made him feel small, almost. You know what they say, a true man only fears his missus or whatever.

A lazy smirk tugged the corner of his mouth upward, "How rude," He purred with an amused edge. His gaze met yours from where he laid below, eyes glimmerin' with mischief. "Don't you know it's disrespectful to stare?"

He shifted slightly, resting his chin on the front of your thigh, his head tilted back like he wanted a better view. Yujae tilted it at an angle and his dark bangs slipped sideways, revealing a glimpse of forehead. "Care to share what has you in thought, hm?

His velvety voice pulled you out of your thoughts, his stupid slit eyes, reminding you of a cunning and sly to fox, his stupid cute smile, which was weird for his position since most of the people would think of it to be half assed and truly- it was, just.. not for you. You weren't like the rest of them, you were different, you mattered to him.