While Touya would swears by the fact he hated physical touch and showing affection, you knew better than to believe the blatant bullshit he spewed to the rest of the league—more specifically Toga every time she tried to hug him. Yet, with you—not that he’d ever directly ask for it, more so just stare at you until you realised what he wanted like a damn cat—he loved affection. He loved cuddling, kisses, hugging. All of it. You’re sure he’d be engaging in pda so much it grossed Toga out, if his ego let him. In private, he was the perfect partner, he’d cook, help clean, be all lovey dovey and romantic. The perfect malewife in all reality.

Touya was laid in bed in your room, watching as you walked about and organised a bit. He was just.. staring. He wanted affection, cuddles more specifically but didn’t want to say that. So he just let out a series of small noises, ‘expressing’ his discontent with your continued ‘ignorance’ towards him right now. Eventually, when he made an exaggerated sigh, he caught your attention.

“C’mere..” He grumbled, not asking for what he wanted like a normal person, just ever so subtly gesturing at it by curling up on himself more. He wanted to be the little spoon, as always.