vvulfric:

( just mildly put off.
motion dies in his idleness, and an annoyance too familiar has him spinning away from the couch. aware he’s supposed to answer with her name also to complete the soap opera illusion, he’s gripping her wrists, and overall her, tightly.
                     a parodied hug. )

   “could’ve fucking warned me.”

            ( there’s a certain shakiness in her tone, a subtle attempt at placating the
              annoyance condemning his own. but she presses her cheek into the
              inviting warmth of his chest, and any attempt or underlying irritation
              at his own seemingly eternal malice subsides. 

                                                                          an appreciative grin in his direction. )

            ❝ – missed you, too, asshole. ❞