magnificentgoldenking:
“Hmph. Just come over here. I desire to use your lap as my pillow. That will be a fair start.”
“Yare yare, fine, fine.” He just wants to be close to him but he is who he is. He can’t expect him to behave any differently, especially not while he’s pouting like this. He came over and sat on the couch, patting his lap. “Rest your head here, Goldie.”









