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Pup

Prowler!Miles x Gn!Dog-Hybrid!Reader.

Notes: The reader and him aren’t a couple, yet. But they both have feelings for each other. It’s just that miles is constantly teasing the reader by calling them a name they don’t like.

Type: Very short drabble.

Warnings: Miles being kinda dick in a cute way, reader being a simp for a minute, teasing, kinda bullying.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

The sound of your tail hitting the floor went unheard by you as your train of thought only focused on the boy in front of you. His braids falling behind his tone back while he focused on whatever he was working on. Honestly he had told you earlier but you forgot everything else. He was just too handsome.

“Control your tail.” He commented louder and it made you snap out of it. His tone sounding unamused. Grabbing your tail and biting your lip embarrassed, your body now on fire. You muttered a soft apology that he could barely hear over the music. Groaning again he looked back over his shoulder, his eyes looking like the universe to you.

“Speak up, Pup.” He smirked.

You glared harshly at him for a second because of the nickname, you hated it. “Fuck off.” You flipped him off and a very low chuckle roared from his throat. He was amused now at seeing you mad. Turning back around with a light grin on his face to continue whatever he was doing you glared at the back of his head.

I’ll show you a pup.

But your plan failed…Miserably.

After you stood up and tried to ran and give him a surprise attack he had already been planing a attack on his own. Only not physical. Something bright orange and round passed by you and your attention was quick to follow. A ball! Turning around you chased after it and caught it when it hit the ground the first time and bounced back up.

Miles watched you grabbed ahold of the ball and your tail swaying from side to side aggressively. His chest filled with pride that he showed his own point.

“Good job, pup.”

You threw the ball back at him and it would have hit him, if he didn’t move out of the way. He laughed at your facial expression, “Stop calling me that.” You stomped your foot as your tail stood up. He leaned on the table with one hand and raised a brow.

“Or what?”

Gears turned in your head and he could see you trying to comeback with something threatening but it never came. It was priceless. “That’s what I thought, now sit back down.”

“Miles,” his ears caught something he had never heard before. A drop in your voice. “I’ll give you five seconds to run.” He looked down as your claws came out and he could see your teeth grow, a growl coming from your throat. Grabbing ahold of his gloves he smirked ready for some fun.

“Bring it on, pup.”