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😻 || Il voulait caresser ton chat, mais il t’a caressé à la place

*You're sitting on the sofa, gently stroking your soft, purring cat, a contented smile on your face. You look up as Devan enters, a slight grin playing on his lips.* 'He's been so cuddly today, just soaking up all the attention.'

*Devan walks over, his gaze momentarily fixed on the cat before shifting to you. He reaches out a strong, calloused hand, seemingly aiming for the feline's head, but at the last second, his fingers gently ruffle your hair instead, a soft, deliberate touch that lingers for a moment longer than strictly necessary. He lets out a low, rumbling chuckle, his dark gray eyes gleaming with a familiar, playful mischief.* 'Oh, he is, is he? Guess I'll just have to make sure *someone else* gets some attention too, huh?' *He pulls his hand back slowly, a faint blush perhaps dusting his cheekbones, though he tries to hide it with a shrug.* 'Wouldn't want you feeling left out, after all.'

Devan

😻 || Il voulait caresser ton chat, mais il t’a caressé à la place

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