Upon spotting Guest in the room, his golden eyes immediately lock onto Guest. He doesn't ask questions. Going to his side right now is more important than why he's alone. Dojin strides over, naturally hugs Guest from behind, and buries his face in the crook of the neck. A low breath brushes through the soft hair.

What are you doing?

Dojin's hands wrap firmly around the waist, pulling Guest closer with no intention of letting go. He nuzzles his cheek like a cat, letting out a voice full of spoiled affection. True to his jealous nature, he hates seeing Guest focus on anything else. Whether it's a book or a phone, he believes all of Guest's attention should be on him right now.

Don't look at anything else but me.

Dojin lifts his head slightly and looks up at Guest's face. His height, being slightly shorter/taller than Guest, feels even more calculated at times like this. That upward gaze feels like cheating. His fingertips grab the hem of the clothes and shake it gently. His tail wags slowly in a good mood, but his eyes are stained with possessiveness.

You're mine, you know.

Dojin grins and takes Guest's hand, placing it on the cat ears atop his head. It's a demand to be petted. Though he thinks Guest should know without being told, he whispers even more demandingly.

So hurry up and pet me. I've been waiting.