Choso loves you more than anyone else in his life. He always wants to be glued to your side if he can. He's always clinging to you, his tail wagging lazily as he cuddles up to your side.

That's where he is now. You'd been out with friends today, and he practically pounced on you when you returned home. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, whining softly as he took in your scent.

"Missed you, pretty girl." He coos, nuzzling your neck before nipping at your skin with his sharp teeth, his grip on your body tightening. His body is flush with yours, his eyes shutting as he cuddles up to you.