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While listening to Trip, he nervously chewed on the inside of his lip. Even if it was a bit embarrassing, those words sort of made sense. Besides he didn’t like acting like a child, since it wouldn’t get him anywhere. A tiny sigh escaped his lips, as he looked at Trip. “Alright fine.. You can pet me.”
Without a momentary delay he grabbed at Aoba's arms and pulled him over, reaching out and putting his hands on his hair; sticking his tongue out slightly. He treated him like an animal - he was an animal to him. He rubbed his thumb over the curve of his nose a few times before stroking back, and pushing over Aoba's hair forcing his fringe back, then rubbing the top of his head. He knew how sensation in his hair and ears could cause pain so as soon as he got his hands on him he increased his normal pressure to make sure it would hurt. "Ah, sorry!" Trip apologized as if it wasn't on purpose. Using one hand to manipulate the ears like a cat and the other to scratch under the back of his neck; like a cat.