[It's tempting, very tempting, to just start a fight right here in the middle of the street, but...while Rosso is annoying as hell, Adrian isn't wanting to fight necessarily. That kind of attention is something he's been trying to avoid unless he had a really good reason, and while Rosso is a little shit, he isn't a little shit that he wants to murder today. Lucky him.
No, instead? Adrian moves to lay his entire weight down on top of Rosso, folding his paws in front of his neck to show him just how much he intends on staying right where he is.]
[Rosso's ears flatten against his head, and he squirms. Boy, does he squirm, but there's a pretty big weight difference between the two right now. As it turns out, big cats are mostly muscle! What a fun thing to be reminded of while he's laying on the sidewalk thrashing about.
When the pedestrians nearby figure out that these two are not, in fact, about to rip each other's limbs off, they carry on with their lives.]
I'm not a fucking child! I don't need a time-out! If you wanna be a cuddly-ass cat, I want no fucking part of it!
Maybe you shoulda’ thought’a that before you opened your mouth?
[He rumbles, his tail flicking from side to side as he makes a point to settle against him even more, giving his mane a brisk shake.
He could get used to this. It would have been nice when Misha used to get mouthy with him back in the day. No easier way to win an argument, that’s for sure.]
He looks up at the sky and watches the clouds. Listens to footsteps as people walk by. Wiggles his leg in some feeble attempt to get his tail out from under it, stuck in this spot as he is. Smells literally nothing but cat. By the El, cats sure fucking smell. Maybe it's the dog brain working overtime... maybe he's just grouchy... he's probably just grouchy.]
Uh-huh.
[...you know what.
Rosso is going to do the emotionally mature thing here. He's going to... pet the cat. Back to square fucking one. Patpatpatpat—]
If you're gonna cuddle, guess you can put up with this, right?
But also, when Rosso suddenly reaches up to pet him, Adrian stiffens. He growls under his breath, warning...but at this point it's likely about as threatening as an actual housecat. Especially when he could have torn Rosso's face off a while ago if he really wanted.
...hm. That feels...nice. He guesses. Annoying, but it's easy for his mane to get knotted up, he's realized. No amount of grooming can keep it free of tangles, even if he's been pretty fastidious about trying to keep it clean. Of course Rosso will still probably come across a twig or a leaf or two, but at least he's not like...caked with mud or something.
His ears flick every time Rosso's claws reach them, Adrian exhaling a growl with every breath.]
You're lucky I'm even lettin' you move your dumb arms.
[Actually, when Rosso discovers the tangles and a few sticks here and there, he starts doing the petting thing with both hands. There are moments where he'll occupy himself pulling debris out of Adrian's mane before going back to scritches.]
Just admit that you like being petted.
[There's a little grumble as Rosso pulls a crunchy, dead leaf from the tangles and tosses it off to the side to get swept up in the wind and likely stepped on by the daytime crowd.]
Cat instincts got you good. How long do I have before you start purring? [Do big cats even purr—]
[The pavement digs into his skin, and the way his skull is pressed against the hard ground reminds him of all the times he'd be out journeying and had to sleep somewhere outside. He's expecting to sit up with gravel clinging to his hair whenever that happens.
For now, though... huh. Adrian really is a cat. Whack.]
[Oh, yeah, Rosso's totally tripping right in the middle of this bright, sunny day. He rolls his good eye, a tch on his lips. Part of him has to wonder if he's comfortable to lie on at all... whatever. Details, shmetails.]
I'm sure. I often hallucinate cuddly-ass giant cats takin' a fucking nap on me while I'm lying in the street.
[Honestly, not entirely. At least not on the sidewalk. But he is more comfortable than the ground...and the cat brain is telling him this is a superior place to be, so therefore, he sits.
And just for Rosso continuing to mouth off, Adrian will drop his head- his very heavy lion head- onto Rosso next]
Keep yappin' an' I'll keep you here till' the sun goes down.
[It's truly incredible how the rest of the city can simply carry on with their business, go from place to place, ignore the two monsters doing Whatever This Is in the middle of the street...
Rosso tries to wiggle again, to no avail. His hands remain lazily curled into Adrian's mane all the while.]
Hope you don't mind a nap buddy, brat. [If he's gonna be here for the rest of the day he's Going to snooze.]
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[It's tempting, very tempting, to just start a fight right here in the middle of the street, but...while Rosso is annoying as hell, Adrian isn't wanting to fight necessarily. That kind of attention is something he's been trying to avoid unless he had a really good reason, and while Rosso is a little shit, he isn't a little shit that he wants to murder today. Lucky him.
No, instead? Adrian moves to lay his entire weight down on top of Rosso, folding his paws in front of his neck to show him just how much he intends on staying right where he is.]
You're ass is gettin' a time out.
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[Rosso's ears flatten against his head, and he squirms. Boy, does he squirm, but there's a pretty big weight difference between the two right now. As it turns out, big cats are mostly muscle! What a fun thing to be reminded of while he's laying on the sidewalk thrashing about.
When the pedestrians nearby figure out that these two are not, in fact, about to rip each other's limbs off, they carry on with their lives.]
I'm not a fucking child! I don't need a time-out! If you wanna be a cuddly-ass cat, I want no fucking part of it!
[Fruitless wiggles continue.]
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[He rumbles, his tail flicking from side to side as he makes a point to settle against him even more, giving his mane a brisk shake.
He could get used to this. It would have been nice when Misha used to get mouthy with him back in the day. No easier way to win an argument, that’s for sure.]
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He looks up at the sky and watches the clouds. Listens to footsteps as people walk by. Wiggles his leg in some feeble attempt to get his tail out from under it, stuck in this spot as he is. Smells literally nothing but cat. By the El, cats sure fucking smell. Maybe it's the dog brain working overtime... maybe he's just grouchy... he's probably just grouchy.]
Uh-huh.
[...you know what.
Rosso is going to do the emotionally mature thing here. He's going to... pet the cat. Back to square fucking one. Patpatpatpat—]
If you're gonna cuddle, guess you can put up with this, right?
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[I MEAN
IT'S NOT...NOT CUDDLING
But also, when Rosso suddenly reaches up to pet him, Adrian stiffens. He growls under his breath, warning...but at this point it's likely about as threatening as an actual housecat. Especially when he could have torn Rosso's face off a while ago if he really wanted.
He's about as trapped as Rosso is......oops.]
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[He's just gonna give some scritches behind the ears... comb that mane a bit with his claws...
If Adrian is going to be petty, Rosso is simply going to be obnoxious. As if he hasn't been this entire time, but you know—]
Might as well get comfortable, punk.
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...
...hm. That feels...nice. He guesses. Annoying, but it's easy for his mane to get knotted up, he's realized. No amount of grooming can keep it free of tangles, even if he's been pretty fastidious about trying to keep it clean. Of course Rosso will still probably come across a twig or a leaf or two, but at least he's not like...caked with mud or something.
His ears flick every time Rosso's claws reach them, Adrian exhaling a growl with every breath.]
You're lucky I'm even lettin' you move your dumb arms.
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Just admit that you like being petted.
[There's a little grumble as Rosso pulls a crunchy, dead leaf from the tangles and tosses it off to the side to get swept up in the wind and likely stepped on by the daytime crowd.]
Cat instincts got you good. How long do I have before you start purring? [Do big cats even purr—]
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[He grumbles even as his eyes sort of start to lazily drift closed.]
Also, never, cause I don't purr.
[But what if though...]
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[The pavement digs into his skin, and the way his skull is pressed against the hard ground reminds him of all the times he'd be out journeying and had to sleep somewhere outside. He's expecting to sit up with gravel clinging to his hair whenever that happens.
For now, though... huh. Adrian really is a cat. Whack.]
Fallin' asleep on me?
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[He can't help it, alright? You're petting him, so obviously he's going to relax...whether he likes it or not.]
You're imaginin' shit.
[You're also imagining Adrian's paws now kneading your chest, oops.]
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I'm sure. I often hallucinate cuddly-ass giant cats takin' a fucking nap on me while I'm lying in the street.
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And just for Rosso continuing to mouth off, Adrian will drop his head- his very heavy lion head- onto Rosso next]
Keep yappin' an' I'll keep you here till' the sun goes down.
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[It's truly incredible how the rest of the city can simply carry on with their business, go from place to place, ignore the two monsters doing Whatever This Is in the middle of the street...
Rosso tries to wiggle again, to no avail. His hands remain lazily curled into Adrian's mane all the while.]
Hope you don't mind a nap buddy, brat. [If he's gonna be here for the rest of the day he's Going to snooze.]
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[He doesn't actually believe that Rosso could nap like this is the thing. So he's trying to call his bluff, expecting him to give in...]
looks up at my typo in my last tag and just eats my hand
He huffs in a way that is ostensibly doglike. You know the sound.]
Could you? I didn't take you for a snuggler.
ITS OKAY I didnt notice
[...has Adrian ever said Rosso's name before now?]
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You wanna spend time with me so bad it makes you look stupid.
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