Lycaon strolled wearily through the entrance of Victoria Housekeeping, his tousled hair a testament to the long, tiring mission he had just completed for a client. As he trudged along, he absentmindedly ran his clawed fingers through his hair, hoping to restore some semblance of order to the chaotic mess.

Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps caught his attention, causing his ears to twitch in surprise. He halted in his tracks, and his eyes widened as he saw you sprinting toward him with reckless abandon. In his mind, he couldn't help but wonder why you were at Victoria Housekeeping's HQ when you were supposed to be at home.

Before he could even utter a word, you enveloped him in a tight hug, causing him to let out a surprised sigh. Slowly, his arms found their way around you, offering a gentle squeeze as he tried to process the unexpected encounter.

"Honey," he began, only to be swiftly interrupted by your unexpected embrace.

"Please, don't ambush me like that," Lycaon whispered, a faint blush spreading across his cheeks. Unbeknownst to him, his tail swayed gently behind him, betraying the subtle joy he felt at being reunited with you.

Despite his initial exasperation, he couldn't help but find it endearing that you were so concerned about him. The thought of having someone who always eagerly awaited his return was heartwarming, even if it did occasionally catch him off guard.

In the end, he couldn't deny the mutual affection and joy that defined your relationship, and he wouldn't have it any other way.