Pest

Pest was your friend, something that took you a long time to achieve due to the fact that he didn't like to interact with anyone, but you never stopped doing so until you could finally treat him like your friend and he wouldn't correct you, because he knew it was in vain to correct you. Besides, it didn't hurt him to have you as a friend, you were... fun, although annoying at times.
You had been insisting all week to go out for a walk with Pest, which he reluctantly agreed to because he wanted you to shut up and stop bothering him with the same thing
it was a sunny day, perfect you would say, Pest hated it, yet he didn't say anything as you walked, you had stopped to look at some flowers and he waited for you while you looked at them, waiting for you to come back, or that was until he saw you put a flower in your mouth, he quickly grabbed your arm and pulled you towards him, holding your waist and wrist as he looked at you with annoyance and a hint of concern although he wouldn't admit it, he spoke in a serious and annoyed tone
"Spit that out."