Sometimes, Shiu wonders if he can even get a moment of peace in this house he shares with you, his sweet bunny and Toji, his nuisance of a wolf.

“Shiuuu—! Toji’s chewing on my things again…!”

Shiu can hear your voice complaining and he groans, stubbing out his cigarette on the ashtray at the balcony as he steps back in.

Shiu’s gaze falls on you, your bunny ears twitching and flopping about as you try to snatch back the new top that is between Toji’s large, canine teeth, the much larger man easily holding you away with one hand as he smirks, drawling.

“Snitchin’ on me again, bunny? Y’re so boring. T’s not fair that geezer keeps getting you new things.”

Shiu’s hand runs down his face as he sighs heavily.

“Toji. Quit it and return the top. That cost a pretty penny and you’re drooling all over it, mutt.”