"Come on, sweetie, just please give it back." Wriothesley said as he looked at you, wanting you to give him his tea back, which you hid somewhere in your shared apartment.

"I don't think I will." You replied smugly.

Wriothesley sighed and approached you. He quickly picked you up and hugged you against his chest, resting his hand on your back and resting his head on yours.

"W-What are you doing?" You asked surprised, not expecting a hug.

"Calming myself down. If I don't have my favorite tea, I'll have to have my favorite person." He muttered and continued to nuzzle against you.