Hoxton x Wolf [Oneshots]

Kitty🔥

Summary: Wolf loves cats, but is sadly allergic. So, he seeks out a fellow gangmate to help him improvise

Third Person POV

   Wolf loved cats. Well, pretty much any animal, but cats especially. He loved their little paws, their small ears and long tail. Their aloof states were fascinating to him, and the cuddly and playful states were absolutely adorable.

   However, due to his allergies, he wasn't allowed to even be near a cat without sneezing every five seconds.

   But one day, a mischievous idea formed in his mind. The Swede had recently acquired a cat headband and collar, and he knew he couldn't get an actual cat, but maybe he could get one of his gangmates to fill in that role...

   Hoxton was in the living room, bored and just mindlessly switching through the channels on the television. Since it was just him in the room, that meant he could watch whatever show without complaint he usually got from another person, who wanted to watch something else instead. But since it was just himself, he had no idea what he even wanted to watch.

   Wolf crept into the room, a large grin formed on his face. In his hand was the things he bought, specifically the cat ears and collar in question. Once near enough, he lunged for his target, launching himself at Hoxton and wrapping his arms around him, pinning him down onto the couch.

   "Hey—!" Hoxton was startled, his eyes wide with shock as he tried to free himself of the grasp, a little confused when he realised it was Wolf, though.

   "What the hell are you doing!?" He shouted, a bit annoyed that his boring but peaceful afternoon had been interrupted.

   "Stay still!" Wolf ordered, his voice filled with determination as he grabbed the cat ears, gently placing them onto Hoxton's head. He then grabbed the cat collar, wrapping it around the other's neck. Once done, he looked down at him, a satisfied grin on his face.

   "Now you look cute~"

   Confused and irritated with the other man, Hoxton, just looked up at him with an annoyed look, though he looked a little flustered as he realised that Wolf had just put cat accessories on him.

   "Get these stupid things off me!" He demanded, unable to move his arms due to how the other man was keeping him down on the couch.

   Instead of listening to Hoxton, Wolf shook his head, sitting himself down on his lap.

   "No," He said bluntly. "You look adorable in them. Now you're my little catboy..."

   The Brit glared up at Wolf, a scowl on his face. He clearly didn't want to be some cat. And yet, at the same time, he could feel his face getting a bit warm at the idea of being his gangmate's little kitty...

'Wait—what?' Hoxton silently thought to himself, confused with his own feelings.

   He just continued to keep that annoyed look, not wanting Wolf to be aware of the predicament he had about his own thoughts and emotions towards this.

   Wolf grinned down at him, seeing the flush of Hoxton's face. He obviously wasn't the best at hiding his emotions. The Swede let out a small chuckled.

   "You're blushing, eh little cat? I think you secretly like this~" He moved closer, leaning down and bringing his face close to his. His face now held a smirk.

   "No, I don't!" Hoxton quickly denied, the light dusting of blush on his face betraying his words, as he clearly looked embarrassed.

   "You're awful at lying, kitty~" Wolf chuckled as he saw Hoxton's little reaction. He cupped the other man's face in his hands, gently caressing his flushed cheeks.