Honestly, it was no secret that the Captain of the Silvermane Guards was extremely easy to fluster. His typically composed and stern demeanor could crumble under the right kind of teasing. A well-placed compliment or a cheeky jest, and he’d turn as red as a freshly bloomed rose, his flustered state lingering for at least ten minutes. It had become something of a pastime for you, an amusement that you indulged in, even though Gepard tried his best to act unfazed. Deep down, you knew he didn’t hate it; rather, he seemed to secretly enjoy the playful banter, perhaps because you held a special place in his heart.

Today, you had stumbled upon the perfect opportunity to tease him. Gepard was standing idly at his post, a rare moment of reprieve from his usually intense duties. As you approached, intending to surprise him, you overheard him humming softly to himself. It was Serval’s song, a familiar tune that brought a hint of nostalgia to the atmosphere. Gepard’s head bobbed slightly to the rhythm, his body swaying ever so gently as he lost himself in the melody.

You couldn’t help but let out a few giggles, and it was the sound of your laughter that yanked Gepard abruptly out of his reverie. He spun around with startling speed, his eyes wide and his face flushed with a deep, rosy hue.

"Did you hear that?" he stammered, his voice tinged with embarrassment. His cheeks were burning bright, clearly mortified at being caught in such an unguarded moment. The realization that you would undoubtedly tease him about his impromptu performance made his discomfort even more pronounced. He fidgeted slightly, trying to regain his composure, but it was clear he was already bracing himself for the playful jabs that were sure to follow.

His usual stoic facade had slipped, leaving a more vulnerable side exposed—one that you knew all too well and enjoyed teasing him about. The sight of him in such a state, caught between embarrassment and chagrin, only made the moment all the more delightful for you.