pupbur

he did not expect you to be home early.

but here you are, and you’re reasonably very confused to find him rummaging through your clothes.

“i— uh, what do you think you’re doing?”

you ask, and you’re met with a mortified stare. you find it cute, to an extent. really cute.

“nothing. nothing.”

he just missed you so much, maybe your scent was comforting.