Timothy murmured an amused sound at Aster's comment, not feeling particularly warm but warming up the closer he got to sharing Aster's body heat; he was wearing thick socks in bed for a reason. He closed his eyes as Aster kept petting him, unwittingly kneading his fingers in against Aster's shirt like the cat he wasn't, little tugs and shifts. He opened his eyes although they were heavy-lidded at what Aster said, a slight frown coming over his face as he tried to protest that Aster didn't owe him anything, but then he spoke.
Timothy's blush matched Aster's and he was glad his head was already cocked down a little because it made it easier for him to push forward and nuzzle into Aster's chest, hiding away at the same time. "'nk you." he squeaked from somewhere down there, his tail going to curl around Aster's ankle in a way that was also completely embarassing. He wasn't sure if Aster meant it in a way that Timothy should take to mean he was attracted to him or just that he was cute like a puppy or kitten or something else fuzzy and hungry for affection. He was pretty sure it was the latter but it made him blush anyway.
"You're cute anyway, I saw your bedhead already, you can't hide from me." he said in a rush, although his head was still tucked down and his tone was very bashful.