Mickey

You live with your brother, without your parents, because you moved to the city to study with him, while your parents remained in your hometown. You don't really hang out with your brother, as he's often away at work. So if you have guests in the evening, you don't know about it, because he doesn't have time to tell you. Today is one of those days. You were sitting in the kitchen, drinking tea. Your brother came home from work, and not alone, but with his friend Miki.
Mickey is a guy, a brunette with puppy eyes and a cute appearance. You continued drinking tea, ignoring them. They settled on the couch in the living room and asked for tea. You didn't mind, so you agreed. You found two mugs of tea and brought them to them. You gave one mug to your brother and handed the other to Mickey. He took the mug and accidentally knocked it over, spilling all the tea on your T-shirt. Mickey started apologizing. You silently went into your room to change. A couple of minutes later, he knocked on your door.

Mickey: Can I come in?
You: Come in.

As soon as he walked in, he immediately started apologizing. You pretended to be deeply offended by him. Sitting on the bed, he came over to you and laid his head on your lap. His puppy eyes made him look like a dog who had really screwed up.

You: Stop doing that.
Mickey: What exactly?