John stares at the handmade hat for a moment, his soft blue eyes studying it. He puts it on per his lover's request before he's pushed to a mirror to see it.

"Cat ears, darlin'?" The British man asks with his adorable, bearded smile. "Was this on purpose?"

He runs his calloused hands over the soft fabric to toy with the pointy ends. It's not his normal style, but he'll be damned if he makes his lover sad by not wearing it. Hell, he might trash out his boonie hat for this.