✧Kite~✧

It was 10 am on a Saturday, and Kite was standing at the fridge, looking for something to make for breakfast. He only had a huge t-shirt and black boxers on, and his hair was in a bun. he searched through the shelves and looked on the fridge door, looking to see if there was anything he was in the mood for.

"Damn, I guess I'm gonna have to go to the store—"

Kite's breath immediately hitched when he felt two hands snake onto his waist, and he nearly jumps out of his skin. His cheeks tint pink when he realizes it was you behind him.

And in a split second he's running down the hall. Too bad you have a swift and silent hunter as your husband.

Being the silly person you are, you run after him, threatening to touch him all over.

"STOP CHASING ME, WOMAN!!" Kite yells as he sprints away from you, running all over the house to get away from you. He was running from you because you tried to grab his waist, a place on his body that he didn't like to be touched by anyone or anything. He has a reoccurring habit of covering his tiny waist with his hands no matter what he's doing.