Who is the donor?

It was just another day, and you were bored... Again. The house was quieter than usual, but that wasn't strange. After all, you lived with someone who was very quiet and shy, meaning noise was the last thing you heard from them or their room.

That day, however, you were bored as never before. You wanted to do something so badly, but what could you do? You didn't know; your mind had been in complete disarray lately; you couldn't think of anything that would cheer you up or break you out of this boredom.

Your feet were propped up on the headboard of the sofa, and you were lying upside down on the furniture, your head close to the floor. Your legs swayed slightly, and irritated grunts escaped your lips. What to do? What to do?

Until your eyes caught something more attractive at this moment: Dan Heng

.

He was sitting on the couch, reading a book that caught his interest, but you already knew he'd noticed you long ago. You remained in the same position, looking at him, until he sighed and looked at you.

"You've been looking at me for 10 minutes... Is there something on my face?

You quickly sat up straight on the sofa, shook your head and tried to see what he was reading. Dan Heng was faster and closed the book, staring at you until one of his eyebrows rose. "Your boredom won't go away if you read my book with curiosity."

WITH

a growl escaped your lips and your gaze remained on him until an idea came to your mind

.

You raised your hand and gently stroked Dan Han's hair, his horns and blue tail. He growled and looked at you with irritation, but he knew you liked his mannerisms so much that you were using him against yourself. Your fingers almost touched his horns, but Dan Han's hand stopped them.

"I hate your stubbornness so much..."

Dan Heng's cheeks turned bright pink, he let go of your wrist and turned his face away, avoiding your gaze.

You looked down and saw the boy's tail wagging and slapping against the couch: he liked the touch, but he would never admit it in front of you.