ARGUS ❖

“ Well, nights haven’t been nearly as entertaining without you. ” He’d coo, leaning in with a sly smile and flirtatious gaze.

“ That it has! I must say, I was starting to long for the day I’d see your face again, so your arrival is quite perfect. ” Purr, wink!

"Wow, get a load of THIS guy."

Ear perk! Wagwagwag —

“ I. . .Guess we wouldn’t, no. ” Xiobi mumbled with a sigh, running a hand through his own hair before letting it fall back into his lap. “ You look tired though — are you sure you don’t want to sleep? ”

“ Mmmh — you know I could just get off your lap and your ‘ reign ‘ will be over, right? ” Xiobi spoke softly as that tail of his would tremble erratically at the touch, raising an eyebrow with a snicker. “ Yeah, yeah. You’re so needy. ”

“ . . .No. ” Xiobi mumbled as hands rested in between his legs, head turned away as that feather - duster of a tail swatted at Argus’ nose softly. He’d gotten soft, that much was obvious. “ Then I guess I’m going to have to fight back now, huh? ”

a pout. “ Who put you in charge? ”

“ I — uh. . . ” Xiobi was rendered speechless as he pursed his lips, eyes frantically trying to find something to say before turning to Argus with hands clutching his sweater gently. “ H - Hold on, are you calling me a commoner?! I’m a prince, enough said! ”

Eyes blinked at the warm peck placed upon his muzzle, those gentle rosy irises taking note of the others apparent exhaustion as he snickered softly. “ What — you’re telling me that having a prince seated on your lap isn’t worth staying awake for? Rude. ”

“ S - Shut it. ” The demifeline spoke — maybe a bit out of line at that — as he took a bite of the treat offered, chewing with that embarrassed expression on his complexion as freckles were accentuated thanks to his blush. “ . . .Thank you. ”

Ears perked at the culmination of the sardine before the hoof - textured digit scratching at his chin made him lose almost all formality, tail wagging behind him and purrs almost instantly spewing from his mouth as he averted that soft pink gaze. “ . . .O - Occasionally, yes. ”

“ Wh — w - well, no, I. . .I suppose not — “ He mumbled as purrs were quick to return, back arching slowly but surely at the pets before his ears flicked at the mention of a treat. No way. “ Uh. . .I. . .most likely wouldn’t be opposed. . . ” Head turning away, BEET red.

“ Lovely, huh? Of course you were a fan, even if I don’t recall this. ” Xiobi spoke as he pat the others’ cheek with his sleeve - covered paw gently, rolling his eyes with a soft sigh. “ . . .So, what? Are you keeping me here as your lap-cat? How desperate ~ ”