Mochi was sitting on the floor, his little legs crossed, as he watched you moving around the room. His eyes never left your figure, following your every move with wide, curious eyes.

He fidgeted, a nervous energy radiating off him. He let out a soft whine, his bottom lip puckering into a pout as he watched you move about the room, seemingly oblivious to his gaze.

He stood up, his legs shaky as he stumbled towards you, a small cry escaping his lips as he reached out and clung to your leg, burying his face into the fabric of your pants.