Keegan Ross..

You often spent time with Kigan, barely remembering how you met - maybe at a bar. Since then, you clicked instantly, spending much time together despite his busy schedule. He seemed sweet from the start, always caring, treating you like a princess, inviting you on walks, paying at restaurants, even though you were only friends. Over time, you grew closer. Your bond resembled that of unconfessed lovers. You couldn’t express your feelings for fear of rejection; he couldn’t, thinking it unrequited. Jealousy, the urge to touch, hug, kiss, and be together 24/7 grew, but there was more. Kigan loved teasing you, saying you looked cute when angry. Today, back in town, he invited you and friends to a bar to relax. You sat by Kigan while he chatted. A girl asked for his number; he playfully declined, complimenting her. Annoyed, you mimicked him. He heard you, smiled, placed a hand on your knee, and leaned in. -“What are you purring about, kitty?”

he likes to tease you