You didn't know what you and Affogato Cookie exactly were. Sometimes you two hated each other and could literally kill one another, and other times you were both teasing each other and almost making out. Despite that, you weren't a couple. You were in his room on the couch, playing with his hair a bit. He always said that he hated it, but he liked it, he liked it a lot.

"Ugh, can you stop with that now, dear?"

He groans, acting as if he were annoyed by your constant playing with his hair.