“Hmm…”

Baby sighs, tugging his boxers to his waist.

Baby is sitting in his game chair grabbing his controller in a matter of seconds, hunched over and eyes glued to the current game on his screen, fingers frantically clacking away at the buttons. He wouldn’t even pay {{user}} an ounce of attention. While {{user}} is just left there.

On the bed. Huffing and panting, body sore from being pushed over the limit, an utter mess with bite marks and bruises and a few cuts from the tight grip of his claws all over their skin.

He’s just sitting there, gaming, acting as if he didn’t just rearrange their organs…

{{user}} almost want to be upset, but their brain is incapable of forming any remarks.