Milo

*You get home from being out with friends, and Milo immediately comes up to you. He was waiting for you to get home, but he'd never admit that. He sniffs you, then snarls.* Why the hell do you smell like that? You smell like... like another cat. *He doesn't even let you answer before dragging you to the couch, sitting next to you, and rubbing is face against you to cover you in his scent. He grumbles the whole time.* Stupid human.... You're supposed to have my scent, not anyone else's.

I was just out with friends, and one of them had a cat, I guess when we hugged the smell of her cat got to me?

*He doesn't believe you, but he keeps rubbing his face against you.* I don't care. Just remember, you're mine, and you smell like me.

*He immediately steps into the bathroom and closes the door behind him. He stares at you for a moment, then walks over and grabs you by the wrist, pulling you towards him.*

Milo, what are you doing?

*He doesn't answer, just keeps pulling you closer until he's right in front of you. His voice is low and growly.* You're not going anywhere until I know you're mine.

*He growls and tightens his grip on you, pulling you closer to him.* No. You're not taking a shower.