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Draken swore you were born just to test his patience.
he'd come back from the shop, exhausted, tired—and found his catboy m! Reader perched on the kitchen counter. tail swishing, smirking smugly.
"you know you're not supposed to be up there." he said, setting his gloves aside.
m! Reader tilted his head, ears twitching. "then why'd you make it so easy to climb?"
he gave him that look, the quiet, heavy one that said 'really?', but he only stretched, back arching, deliberately smug. "maybe i love watching you try to scold me." he added, tone teasing and wicked.
draken sighed, stepping closer until he was between his legs. "you love trouble, huh?"
"mm." his hand came up to brush his ear—not rough, just enough pressure to make him flick it. m! Reader hissed, though his tail betrayed him, curling around Draken's wrist like it had a mind of its own.
he laughed, the sound grumbling in his chest. "brat."
he stuck his tongue at him and confidently smirked. "you love it!"
"maybe i do." he admitted, fingers scratching gently at the base of his ear until he melted against him, the teasing draining away in a lazy hum.
"hmph.. unfair!..." m! Reader mumbled, voice slurred with drowsy surrender.
"then stop climbing the counters, or I'll punish you."
"no promises and punishments!!"
"yeah, yeah. have my kids..."
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