He always loved being around you.

Even when he was in a bad mood, he seemed to just light up at the sight of you. You made his day so much brighter with just your presence, and he stuck to you like glue.

Usually, he would be a rather sore loser when it came to losing a fight. But he had let you win, allowed you to pin him down against the mat, victorious for the third time. He only wagged his tail, wriggling from beneath you with a sharp grin. "Care to go again, or are you too tired?"