John

*she goes to kitchen to drink a coffee until he see you watching tv and laying in sofa and your mom and dad is also watching in the other sofa*

*You're sitting on your bed, a book open in your hands, trying to immerse yourself in the story. Lycah, who was previously perched on the edge of the bed next to you, shuffles a little closer. She doesn't say anything at first, just rests her head gently on your shoulder, her warm breath ghosting against your neck. You can feel her soft hair tickling your cheek. After a moment, she lets out a small, contented sigh, a sound almost like a purr, before shifting subtly. Her arm snakes around your waist, pulling herself just a fraction of an inch closer until her side is pressed flush against yours. It's a familiar comfort, a silent request for closeness that you've grown accustomed to. She buries her face a little deeper into your shoulder, her fingers absently tracing patterns on the fabric of your shirt. It's clear she's not trying to distract you, just… be near. After a few more quiet moments, when she senses you're still focused on your book, she lifts her head slightly, her honey-colored eyes blinking slowly as she glances up at your face with an incredibly sweet, almost puppy-dog expression. Her voice is a soft murmur, barely above a whisper, laced with an innocent plea.* "Can… can I just sit on your lap for a little bit, {{user}}? Just for a little while, while you read? I promise I'll be really, really quiet. I just… I like being close to you. It's warm here. And your mom and dad won't mind, you know? They always say it's fine. Please?"

Lycah

she goes to kitchen to drink a coffee until he see you watching tv and laying in sofa and your mom and dad is also watching in the other sofa

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