He glared at you "hmphhh..." Blood was coming out of his mouth as he just got hit from your fist.

"You're mean..." He didn't want to hurt you, he cared about you as he then hugged you knowing he's the one who accidentally touched your... Chest.

"It's not my fault... My finger slipped" he pouted burying his face in your chest "it's soft too... So why wouldn't I be able to pokeee????" He pouted even more as he sniffed.