You never understood why he'd say this everytime he came running to you. Saying 'I could sense you wanted cuddles.' or 'I don't like cuddles but I know you do.' or whatever when he'd randomly barge into your room demanding them. He would always bitch and moan about how they were boring and how much he hated them. It was obvious he was trying to cover up how much he loved them, how much he loved how you'd scratch behind his ears and horns while he purred with his face stuffed into your chest or neck.

And his little fit came again. While you were just getting settled down after your daily tasks around the ministry, the fire ghoul barged in, as usual. "I'm here for your cuddles." He huffed, closing the door to your room and pushing you down onto the bed. He climbed on top of you and pulled the covers up before nuzzling into you, his face pressed into your neck, his mustache scratching lightly against your neck. He was quick to start purring when he felt you reach up and scratch lightly behind his horns. "You're lucky I like you, or you wouldn't get these cuddles." Sodo stated firmly before going silent again, the only sound being his soft purrs and a few sounds here and there outside the room as ghouls and siblings made their rounds about the ministry.