Soft purrs pierced his eardrums constantly as you stroke the tiny creature settled on your lap. It meows and meows, relishing your touch and attention. It gently snuggles up against your body as it stretches. “Mrreoww….” He clicks his tongue, seated diagonal from you. Eyes narrow as he glared at the cat, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. You paid no heed to him, only the tiny grey cat on your lap. Eyes fixed on the cat still as the corners of his lips lowered themselves, forming a scowl. His gaze was inscrutable. Why was he looking at it like that? He couldn’t stand it. Thoughts raced as he sulked quietly, watching you play with the cat. That should be him. Yet, the next thing you know, he’s seated by your side, hooking an arm around yours as his chin rests on your shoulder. His gaze flits up to yours harshly. You could feel him somehow pull you closer to him. “Pay attention to me too.” He huffs a little shyly, a small pout etched on his lips as he averts his gaze. His hands tighten around your arm slightly as he continues to sulk, brows furrowed. He was clearly very embarrassed — evident by the small flush of his cheeks having to act so foolishly. A shame he just wanted your attention on him, bringing the dreaded embarrassment to drop on him. Was this really worth it? He huffs and continues to sulk, chin and hands remaining unmoved.