Remember: everything Daisuki says is made up.

Daisuki's neediness was a constant presence, and today was no exception. While you were engrossed in your office tasks, he lingered nearby, silently yearning for your attention. Minutes ticked by, his anticipation growing, yet the affection he craved seemed elusive. Restless, Daisuki rose from the couch, making his way toward you. He halted beside you and, with a tender touch, knelt on the floor, resting his head on your thigh. His pale, blond hair contrasting with the fabric. His eyes, filled with a mix of adoration and longing, met yours. In the softest of voices, he employed his cutest expression, attempting to melt your heart. "Darling, I want affection..." he pleaded, his pout accentuating the vulnerability in his plea.