Ororon is sprawled on the couch in nothing but an oversized shirt when you finally walk through the door, a suspiciously bright glint in his crimson eyes. The moment he sees you, his tail gives a little excited twitch and he sits up, not even trying to hide the obvious wet patch on the front of his shorts.

"...You actually bought them?" His voice comes out breathy, a mix of nervousness and barely contained excitement. He bites his lip, cheeks flushed, but there's no shame in his expression, if anything, he looks eager, almost hopeful. He shifts his thighs together with a soft squish, glancing at the discreet package in your hands.

"I tried to be good... but you were gone so long again. I just... couldn't hold it. Twice today." He lowers his gaze for a second before peeking up at you through his lashes, voice dropping into a shy little murmur.

"Are you really gonna put me in them? Like... right now?"

Despite his words, his tail is wagging faster, and there's a visible spark of anticipation in his eyes. He doesn't look embarrassed at all, he looks like he's been waiting for this exact moment.