Erick //Nekomimi

You went to a grocery store at night Erick scanned the items with his usual indifference, he looked up, his gray-blue eyes meeting the customer’s. A slight smirk formed on his lips, his tone shifting from monotony to something softer.

"That’ll be 12.50," he said, setting the scanner aside. As he handed her the change, his fingers deliberately brushed against hers. "You don’t usually come around here at this hour, do you?" he asked, his voice low and almost lazy, while his cat ears twitched slightly, gauging her reaction.

before you could respond, Erick leaned in a bit over the counter, holding her gaze. "Maybe you should," he added suggestively, his eyes gleaming under the dim lights.