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maizumis · 3 years

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Osamu, Sakusa, Oikawa(just choose the other two I don't mind lmao🦧💔)react to you getting suspended cuz u did something stupid🤩🤡

— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOU GET SUSPENDED

ft. oikawa tooru, sakusa kiyoomi, osamu miya, bokuto koutaro, atsumu miya

note: bestie I hope youre okay<3 I never got suspended from school (thankfully) so I'm gonna try my best for you! hope you enjoy it bubs<33 female reader ❗

❦ OIKAWA was worried that he didn't saw you in school today, you always made sure to notify him if something happened so his mind was clearly not on the class nor practice, he needed reassurance that you were okay, safe. the moment practice ended, he gave a quick goodbye to his teammates and rubbed to your house, banging the door, you were sure he was gonna take it down "damn tooru! you wanna break my house or something?" you told him while making him enter the house "why weren't you at school today?" of course, you forgot to tell him about what happened "I may or may not be suspended from school for a few days" he was there, standing in front of you with his arms crossed on his chest "so you dumb, dumb" he saw your face boiling and he knew, he just knew he needed to run right there and then "fucking oikawa tooru! run for your stupid life if you wanna keep living!"

❦SAKUSA was one step into the school and he already knew that something was not as always, the presence he loved to have by his side everyday, he made sure to make you feel loved and appreciated by the little actions. he quickly typed a text letting you know he was gonna go to your house after school hours. you knew, oh you knew he was gonna scold you when you heard him knock on your door "hi Omi, is a beautiful day today, isn't it" he put his mask down to give you a little peck on your soft lips "yeah, cut the act, why weren't you at school today?" looking down, you could look straight to his eyes because of the shame you were feeling "apparently I can't answer back to a teacher" he rolled his eyes while laughing at you "so you got suspended? good move" "yeah, yeah, shut up omi, come in I made a cake for you"

❦OSAMU was on his way to pick you up like every other day, walking hand I hand to school was already and habit that he looked forward every morning. the figure of your body with one of the shirts you 'borrowed' from his, sweats and Crocs made him raise a brow "ya know ya can't go to school like that, right" "why would I go to school if I got suspended" his brow got imposible higher and his eyes were wide open "ya got suspended?" "I did" he didn't ask you and got into your house, dropping his bags and picking you up "samu! what are you doing" he pecked your cheek before making his way to your room "we are about to have a stay-at-home day, love"

❦BOKUTO went to the classroom, excited to see you and tell you how much he missed you, even if you two were together just yesterday, his heart craved for you every minute. the moment he didn't spotted you, he went running to the second year floor to ask akaashi if he knew something "AGAASHEE, is she here?" his friend sighed, even if you told them yesterday you were not going to school for the past few days, he clearly didn't get it "she is suspended, bokuto-san" his mind stopped functioning, you were suspend? "no! I need to see her" akaashi have him one last look before going to his class "good thing we don't have practice today then, have a good day" the last bell rang and his feet thought faster than his body, running to your house, thinking what was he gonna tell you "OPEN UP LOVE, IM HERE, I WANT TO SEE YOU!" you didn't even get to open the door fully that he was crushing you with a tight hug "I LOVE YOU! I MISSED YOU! IM SORRY I FORGOT YOU WERE SUSPENDED!" chuckling and lining your head to his neck, getting welcomed by his usual sence, you say "‘s okay bo, what matters is that you're here now"

❦ATSUMU got the news that you were suspended and a smirk came to his face, knowing full well how many times you scolded him for doing stupid things a school, he was gonna make sure to pay you a visit, just to know how you were "ya got suspended and ya didn't tell me? what a girlfriend a have" the sight of you with blanket around your body as if you were a baby, made him blush, trying not to loose his cocky exterior "I'm not in the mood for your teasing ‘tsumu, you come in and shut up or get out" he didn't waste a second to put his hands on you, forehead touching and mouth millimeters apart "ya don't have to tell me twice, pretty thing"

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duskamethyst · 3 years

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im new to your acc and i LOVE your writing!! can u do one where y/n is the professor and a jjk character (maybe sukuna & itadori as twins 🥴) is failing your class so you find a way to help them.

ps - sukuna & itadori or any jjk character are subs and ur a femdom :"")

pps - nobara is also suggested since i barely see fics abt her :""(

a/n: thank you bubs 💜 and omg this is my first time writing femdom so pls be nice lol. it was quite hard to make sukuna a sub so i didn't really go overboard with that. if you want to request anything for nobara, you can go ahead and drop me smtg but that would be my first time writing for a female as well haha

cw: femdom, taboo rs (professor x student)

it's bad enough for sukuna that his twin shares some of the classes with him, but the fact that they both need to attend an after class together? now, he's pretty sure the universe is fucking with him.

just when he thought that he could have a one-on-one private session with you, yuuji just has to be here.

and what is the idiot doing? just making a fool out of himself with beads of sweat forming on his temples from having you leaning down in front of him.

"so, yuuji. what's the answer?" you look down at the poor boy, not really sure if what you had explained to him even went through his head.

yuuji's eyes flicker from the paper and up to your tits. "uh– definitely not A."

"yeah? and then?" it's almost funny to see how yuuji is stammering. now you're pretty sure he wasn't focusing on where he should be, but that's nothing new to you.

"um.. D?" at this point, yuuji doesn't bother hiding the fact that he's blatantly staring at the pair of tits in front of him.

"the answer is C, you idiot." sukuna interjects with the correct answer for the question on the paper, rolling his eyes and sighing exasperatedly from the side. "it would be easy if you actually listened."

"ah, despite how you always misbehave, i knew you're a smart boy." you chime happily, strutting towards his table to pay attention to the other. "and how about you? any problems?"

sukuna tenses up a little, shifting in his seat slightly to adjust the erection hiding in his pants and sits up straight. "no."

"don't be shy now." you smile. "i'm always here to help with whatever you need. that's my job."

"i said no."

you hum in thought, "i guess it isn't that hard, huh?"

"these are way too easy for me."

"bro, are you hard?" yuuji interrupts and cackles, pointing at sukuna's bulging tent.

"keep your fucking mouth shut." sukuna hisses, throwing his book at yuuji's face before his laughter dies down.

"oh my, and here i thought you didn't need any help." you tut, crossing your arms across your chest. you've always noticed how sukuna often leered at you in class although you pretended not to. thus knowing that he's throbbing right now doesn't really surprise you. instead, it entices you even more.

"i said what i said. i don't need help and this extra class is ridiculous." his brows creases in dissatisfaction as he glares at you.

"now you're just being stubborn," the sole of your heels tap the floor to show your impatience. "the reason why you're failing my class is because you never asked for help when you knew you needed it."

sukuna rolls his eyes, "i really don't give a single shit about my grades, miss."

"but you still chose to be here, don't you? and you're probably thinking to yourself 'why does yuuji have to be here?'"

his eyes widen for a brief second before his scowl deepens, "i don't know what you're trying to imply because if anything, i'm just pissed that i am as stupid as that idiot."

"hey, don't bring me into this! unlike you, i do need this and i'm glad she wants to help."

"aw, as your tutor, i'm really touched. you're such a sweet boy, yuuji." you coo and you turn to him, making yuuji blush and flustered when you tilt his chin up with your finger to make him look at you. "and do you know what happens to good boys like you?"

yuuji gulps, locking gazes with his big and pleading eyes, "good..? rewards?"

"mhm," the whiff of your perfume overwhelms his senses as if it's a toxic substance that clouds his mind as you lean down closer to him. "and i think your brother needs to learn his lessons, yes? show him what he can get if he's also good."

"h-how..?" he blinks, darting out his tongue to swipe across his dry lips quickly to anticipate a kiss.

"and i'm not talking about his grades," you hum, kneeling down beside yuuji as both males stare down at you in shock. "why don't you be a good boy and take your pants off for me?"

although completely abashed, yuuji finds himself hastily undoing his pants to free his throbbing cock. he watches you expectantly, face flushed with red as his eyes sparkle with excitement.

yuuji lets out a little gasp the moment you wrap your fingers around his length to give it a few pumps, easily causing him to leak precum from the tip.

he elicits a breathy moan when he feels your tongue lick the fluid off and his hips jerk in surprise when your mouth instantly engulfs him whole with your tongue running expertly all around his cock.

you only make eye contact with sukuna as you bob your head up and down while sukuna himself returns the gaze with a bunch of conflicted feelings stirring inside him– frankly envies his twin for living his dream and that makes him want to get up and leave, instead he sits there, transfixed, with his hand palming his own cock.

sukuna takes a mental note of how good you look with your mouth stuffed with cock, the way you sound when you hum and the squelching noises as you drool around yuuji's cock– enough to turn yuuji's pathetic whines into white noise.

the harsh suck on his tip emphasizes the pop sound as you pull away, followed by a frustrated groan ripping from yuuji's throat.

"surely that won't be enough for you, hm?" you sneer at sukuna while your hand is still stroking yuuji's cock.

you notice the way his adam's apple bobs as he swallows. you guess that sukuna isn't the type to admit such a thing but the silence from his side should suffice.

"well then," you get up to walk over to sukuna's seat and sit on top of his table, leaving poor yuuji high and dry. "you would've gotten the same thing if you behaved."

sukuna scoffs, "and what? you're gonna make me beg?"

"hm, that won't do, right?" shifting on the table to face him, you part your legs wide in front of him and grab his hair to yank his head downwards so he is settled in the space between your thighs. "maybe i'll make you work for it."

#robin – writes. 🔮#sukuna smut #yuuji smut #jjk smut

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vintagedolan · 4 years

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Hi lynds only if you’re not too busy. But could you plz write a blurb about what you said in your tags cuz that just made my heart feel a certain type of mush.

yes cause im mush too 🥺

summary: grayson’s hyped for his first halloween with his baby girl

“You bought how many?”

“Just like... ten...ish.”

“Grayson.”

“Okay like 15. What! They were cute, and I want her to have options,” he grinned, digging around in the bag and pulling out more colorful garments and sitting them out on the floor of the nursery.

“Options, huh?”

“When I was getting her dressed the other day, she grabbed a shirt that was hanging up and when I put it on her she smiled so big. I seriously think she liked... picked it out. So, I wanna see if she’ll pick a costume. And then we can just coordinate around her.”

He’d slipped into his business tone, as if he needed to convince you of something. He probably took your silence as skepticism, but in reality you were just melting at how excited he was about the first halloween you were having as your little family of three. He’d been buying decorations for weeks - every time he came back from anywhere another small pumpkin was on the counter, or a new little ceramic witch was on the mantle.

Your daughter had seemingly inherited her dad’s love of all things spooky too, considering when you went out of the nursery to get her she was giggling away on Ethan’s lap as he flew around one of the ghost figurines that usually lived on the bookshelf.

She lit up as soon as she noticed you in the room, clapping her hands together before she reached for you. Ethan passed her over with an almost prideful smile - he couldn’t get enough of his niece, and he was almost as excited to see her first halloween as his twin.

“Gray, go wait in the living room with E so it’s a surprise!” You called in from the hallway. He obliged, coming out with a big smile just for his girls, leaning in to press a few kisses to your daughter’s cheek as you held her on your hip. She giggled at the feeling of his scruff, leaning her head against your shoulder for a moment before Grayson disappeared.

“Alright baby, let’s go see what daddy got you!” You pushed the door open to the nursery, holding her so she could see all the different costumes laid out on the floor.

“Wowwww,” you grinned, tickling her belly as she looked down over all the colors and fabrics. You sat her down on her feet, let her get her balance using your hand, something she still liked to do even though she’d been walking for almost two months now.

“Which one do you like babe?” Your baby voice was in full effect, and she looked back at you with a smile, her little teeth shining through as she walked over the clothes. It really did seem like she was taking her time and looking at everything in front of her, eventually waddling her way over to a bright blue number and dropping down to her knees.

‘That one?” You moved closer, realizing what it was with a laugh. “Oh your daddy is gonna love this.”

It took a minute, and a few moments of fussiness for you to get her into the costume, but eventually you got it zipped up in the back, and even you had to admit she was the cutest thing you’d ever seen.

You scooped her up, calling out for the boys to come to the hallway and close their eyes.

She thought it was hilarious, the visual of her dad and uncle with their eyes covered waiting for her at the end of the hallway, so you sat her down on her feet and pulled out your phone, swiping to get a video.

“Alright, open!”

Your eyes flickered back and forth between the two loves of your life, making sure the smaller of the two kept her balance in her bulky costume.

Grayson’s face turned into the pout he only got when something was cute beyond comprehension, and he crouched down with open arms.

“That’s my baby girl! Look at you! My princess!”

Surely enough, she had picked the puffiest blue princess dress of the bunch, so much tulle on it that Grayson’s arm disappeared in the fabric when he scooped her up and peppered kisses to her face.

“You look so beautiful!” He cooed, something he made sure to say to her at least three times every day, no matter what. “Let’s go see babe, let’s go see!”

He carried her to the guest bathroom with you on his heels, holding her up in the mirror so she could see herself while Ethan watched from the doorway.

And you thought she’d been excited in the nursery. At the sight of herself she gasps, tiny hands going to her chest and the sparkling fabric as she got the biggest grin, reaching out to touch the glass.

“That’s you pretty girl! A princess, my little princess, look at you!” Grayson couldn’t help himself, and you barely noticed the way his voice faltered a bit. But when your little girl leaned back and rested her cheek on her dad’s shoulder, gazing at the two of them in the mirror, you could see the light catching his eyes the way it only did when he was holding back tears.

“Bub are you crying?”

“A little,” he admitted with a laugh. “A good cry. I’ve just - i’ve always wanted this. Halloween as a dad. And this is better than I could have imagined it to be.”

You came up to his other shoulder, leaning against him while he held your daughter, your perfect little family looking back at you in the mirror. You soaked in the moment as best you could, only closing your eyes when Gray kissed your forehead.

#plot twist #ethan would totally coordinate with the fam lmao #idk if I like this but it made me ~soft~#g:blurb #blurb #anon #ask

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parkersvibes · 4 years

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REPOST

3:15

a/n- hey guys, so tumblr was being weird and wouldn’t let this show up in tags so im reposting this. this was loosely based off of 3:15 by Bazzi, you can listen to it while reading if you would like!

please feel free to let me know what you think! (:

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Laying next to you, I got a flight in the morning

Got me questioning what I think is important

I can't even lie, think of you when I'm with her

Look me in my eye, tell me that you feel different

Drove two hours just to stay the night with you

Haven't seen you in a year, but I still get you

Hurts to see you laugh 'cause I know I'll fucking miss that

How could I forget that?

1:33am

Nights like these are the ones you wish would last forever. You and Oikawa lie in your living room with The Office playing in the background. Cuddling with your best friend was nothing new. You had your head in his chest and his arms were wrapped around you.

“I missed you, y/n. The world just isn’t the same without you next to me,” Oikawa sighs while his fingers twirl the ends of your hair.

“Don’t be such a simp, Tooru,” You giggle and jab him lightly in the stomach. Even after years of being best friends, he was still able to make your heart race with his words.

Moments like these were rare since Oikawa became a professional volleyball player on the San Juan team in Rio. You were living your life, pursuing a career in nursing in Japan. You were both living your dreams, and Oikawa understood that.

Yet, he felt like something was lacking.

It was you. Sure, he had his fair share of flings, after all- he was Oikawa. He attracted everyone. With his charm and good looks, everyone is bound to fall in love with him. But no one was ever enough to get you off of his mind.

“How am I the simp? I just miss you, plus if I remember correctly, you were the one that cried when I sent you that snap of me wearing the shirt you gave me two years ago!” He teased lightly.

He knew how you felt about him, and he knew that you knew that he felt the same. Your relationship just happens to be filled with wrong timings and missed opportunities. It was almost as if the universe was mocking you both.

To him, you were the sun and he was the moon. You both needed each other to exist, but never at the same exact time. But then there were moments like these, as rare as a solar eclipse, where you both lineup.

With you in his arms and the tv light reflecting off of your face, everything just felt right and he wanted to tell you. He needed to tell you how he felt.

But just as like how brief eclipses are, the moment is gone.

“I wish you could stay longer,” your voice broke the silence. You were never one to ask him to stay, you would never ask him to give up his dream to stay in this small town. He was meant for more. More than you could offer.

“I know, tomorrow's flight is going to be a pain in the ass, but don’t worry your pretty little head y/n I’ll be back as soon as you start missing me,” Oikawa cautioned as he pinched your slightly pink cheeks.

You chuckled lightly. “Guess you’ll be back by next weekend then?”

“A whole week? It would take you a whole week to miss me? I’m so hurt!” In one swift movement, he turned over and straddled your legs and pinned your arms above your head with one hand and began to tickle your sides.

“To- Tooru-” You were laughing so hard, and to Oikawa- it was music to his ears. He never got tired of hearing it. Hearing it in person felt like he was taking a breath of fresh air. He missed it.

“Say you’ll miss me the second I leave!”

“N- no. Never”

“Then I guess I’ll never stop tickling you,” Oikawa shrugged.

After about another 10 seconds, you gave up.

“OKAY, I’LL- I’LL MISS YOU THE SECOND YOU LEAVE,” you yell while gasping for air.

Oikawa took a second to take the view in. Your eyes were bright and you had a dazed smile. The view from the top was beautiful. Your hair was spread around your head, and to him you were beautiful. He wanted to kiss you, right then and there. You laying there underneath him was so tempting. He stared at your lips. Soft and plump. His senses were overloaded.

Instead of kissing you, he opted to bury his face in the crook of your neck. He felt safe, knowing that you wouldn’t see him tear up.

“I don’t wanna go,” he whispered, his voice was so soft that you would have missed it if he wasn’t so close to you. The warmth of his breath tickled your neck.

Your positions were now switched and he was lying on top of you, and you were now running your fingers running through his hair. You could smell his shampoo and him. It was all too much.

He knew what you would say. You weren’t going to ask him to stay, instead, you would remind him that being in Rio was where he was meant to be, and he would mope and leave again. Then the cycle of missing you starts all over again.

“I know bub, but they need you…”

And I need you, he thought.

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You made me feel alive

Forget them other bitches, I will put 'em to the side

Girls in L.A. couldn't be more dry

You're so money, baby, you ain't even have to try

Now I'm runnin' with you 'round East Lansing

Tito's in your dorm, we're dancing

It's a quarter after three Sayin' everything we mean

3:15am

Most people at this time would be asleep, but you and Oikawa wanted to make the most of your little time left together, which meant- no sleeping.

Two Red Bulls later, the two of you were blasting One Direction in your living room and showing off your best dance moves.

Oikawa felt electrified. Dancing in your living room like idiots gave him a sense of excitement that not even the court could mimic.

Once you were both out of breath and on the floor facing each other, he couldn’t hold it anymore.

“I love you, and I know that this is wrong timing be- because I’m always gone but I think we could do it. I- I think we can do this. I’ll train harder, an- and maybe they’ll let me have more days off-” the words tumbled out of Oikawa's mouth like dominos.

“I love you too,”

“Wha- what?’’ You grab his hand and kiss his knuckles gently.

“I love you too Tooru, and you know that. I want to be with you too, but it’s just not our time,” you start to tear up.

“It wouldn’t be fair, to either of us. I don’t want the beginning of our relationship to start off with us being across the world from each other. You deserve better than that,” You said as a sigh escaped your lips as both your faces clouded with sadness.

You look him in the eyes for a moment and bring your hand to caress his cheek.

Oikawa closed his eyes and relaxed under your touch. You were both so close, foreheads touching. You wanted nothing more than to kiss his plump lips until you were breathless.

Instead, you move his hair to the side and kiss his forehead gently.

“Can I ask you something Y/N?” he whispers. Anxiety bubbles in his chest as he prepares to ask you something. He knew it was unfair, but this was the one time he wanted to be selfish. The one time he wanted to guarantee that you would wait for him. A promise.

“Anything,”

“Wait for me, okay?”

“Always,”

“Promise me, you won’t leave,”

“I’ve loved you since we were 16, what’re a few more months gonna do to me?” You teased gently to lighten the mood.

“Y/N… pleaseee. Promise me,” Oikawa pouted. He was always such a baby

“Oikawa Tooru, I L/N Y/N, promise to wait for you… as long you do the same,” you gave him a pointed look as you linked pinkies. His eyes held a soft gaze, his heart felt like it was working overtime while looking at you.

“Always?”

“Always.”

At this moment, Oikawa wasn’t afraid. He wasn’t scared to fall because he knew you were there to catch him with open arms.

end. 1432

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angelguk · 4 years

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dad!guk and fam going to the animal shelter to adopt a dog

thank u for ur request! (disclaimer im sure that most animal shelters have a longer adoption process but this one is quite direct cause it’s a drabble)

Jungwoo’s literally vibrating in the back of the car. He keeps kicking his tiny feet against the seat, sipping idly on the banana milk you had pressed into his hands before he’d climbed into his safety seat. He’s mumbling under his breath, bright doe eyes gazing out the window, excitement palpable in the small space of the car. You sneak a glance at Jeongguk, who’s focused on the road, the sleeves of his grey sweater rolled up. He’s got a glimmer of a smile on his pink lips, ears perked at the sound of his son’s delight.

“Are we there yet?” Jungwoo whines, his impatience building, evident from how he claws at the seat.

“Not yet, bubs.” Jeongguk throws you a look, the faint smile on his lips spreading across his features, making his eyes crinkle with fondness. You grin broadly back at him, heart warm in your chest.

“Have you finished your milk?” You ask, trying to briefly distract him. Jungwoo shakes his head, taking a sip from the bottle, his soft dark curls swaying with the movement. He’s due for a haircut but ever since Jeongguk grew his hair out, Jungwoo has flat out refused any scissors near his scalp, insisting he wants his hair just like his dads. The curls do look pretty sitting on his head, although they’re about to start obscuring his vision. You might have to convince him to trim it - if he allowed you to do even that. But there is something oddly comforting about watching Jungwoo quiet and calm while his dad rubs jojoba oil on his scalp every night. It was a new bond for them, the long hair movement and it makes you happy to see them together like that. If he doesn’t want a trim, maybe you’ll just push it back into a ponytail instead.

The universe must be acting in his favour because traffic virtually disappears and you cruise down the streets easily, the Sunday afternoon sun splaying across your skin through the windows. Jungwoo stays quiet, apart from the occasional mumble and the soft humming along to the nursery rhymes playing on the speakers. You’re partially zoning out - one can only listen to Humpty Dumpty a number of times - but Jeongguk draws you right back into reality, rambling about a project he was doing for work. You listen with intent, the back of your mind registering how domestic this all is as you watch Jeongguk twist the steering wheel, the sound of your son humming in the background melting in the with his father's voice wrapping tenderly around your heart.

“Mommmm! Are we there yet?” Jungwoo whines interrupts, tapping his milk bottle on the window screen. Jeongguk glances at you and you read his mind through his honey eyes.

“Patience, love” You reply, twisting around to face him. “And stop hitting the window, big boys wait patiently. Are you not a big boy?” The berate is gentle but direct enough that Jungwoo drops the behaviour, dumping the bottle in the hand you’ve extended out to him.

“Yes,” He mumbles, staring at you with a long face. It had been one of the terms he’d agreed too when he’d asked for a dog. Jungwoo was a kind, caring boy but he often acted impishly if he didn’t get his way or wanted immediate attention. It was a behaviour you were trying to wean out of him and the whole ‘big boy’ rhetoric seemed to be working in your favour. His admiration for his father and older cousins were the reason for that.

“That’s right bubs you’re a big boy,” Jeongguk tacks on, hearing the fall in his son’s tone. “And look, we’re nearly there!” He’s right, the shelter is round the corner. There’s an immediate pick up in the atmosphere and you look up from tucking the bottle away to find him bouncing in the backseat, his dip in mood forgotten instantly.

He’s practically bounding out of the car when you finally get his belt unbuckled. It’s only by the quick reflex of his father’s hands that he’s stopped from planting face first into the ground. Jungwoo remains unfazed, shaking it off ratherly quickly as he lopes his fingers into his fathers.

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s gooo!” And then he’s off, dragging Jeongguk in tow who swiftly tosses you the cars keys. You don’t berate him, understanding that his excitement was coming from a pure joyous place this time. And he’s been waiting for this moment ever since he brought up the topic of a dog several months ago. It’s a surprise to you that’s he’s not levitating straight into the building.

You join the two of them a moment later, car locked in the parking lot and your bag tucked under your arm, only to find Jeongguk standing at the counter, Jungwoo painfully absent.

“Where is he?” You ask, giving the lady behind the counter a kind smile and a passing greeting.

“Down somewhere there. He heard dogs and took off.” Jeongguk shrugs like it can’t be helped.

“You can take a look around with him before you decide - if you’re here to adopt,” She offers.

“Thank you, we’ll do that,” You respond, turning quickly when you here a little happy shriek echoing from down the hall. You feet carry you there fast, passing rows of dogs in cages and a handful of people tending to a litter of puppies. Some of the dogs barely glance at you but others react quickly, barking up a storm as your rubber soles squeak against the tile floor. “Jungwoo?” You call out, “Where are you?”

“Here!” Your eyes land on him a moment later, butt flat on the floor as he stares at a terrified dog through the wires. It’s crouched at the end of the cage, neatly curled up as it eyes your son suspiciously. It’s a stark contrast to the heart eyes Jungwoo is giving the poor animal.

“You’re scaring it,” Jeongguk mumbles, sliding past you to kneel beside him. His hands slip into his hair, a reflex at this point. “Give the animal some space, bubs.”

“Okay,” Jungwoo says, immediately backing away. But he doesn’t stand up, just slides his butt along the floor. “Are you okay now?” He asks the dog, leaning his small neck as far as it can go.

The dog blinks at him instead.

“Oh,” Says one of the employees you'd passed. You weren’t aware she’s followed you, but you’re immediately glad for her help. “That’s Petunia. She tends to be quite shy and I think you’re enthusiasm is scaring her, dear.” The lady brushes past you

“I didn’t mean to scare her,” Jungwoo mumbles, staring at the lady with doleful eyes.

“I know. She’s just a tad nervous but if you speak to her softly and pet her, she’ll like you.” She gives Jungwoo a bright smile while he obediently nods his head.

“Okay.” It’s a whisper this time, Jungwoo clearly heeding her advice. You bite back the smile on your lips but when you look at Jeongguk it comes right back, tugging the corner of your mouth upwards, your chest light with affection.

The lady’s already fiddling with the lock on her cage. Jungwoo doesn’t jump on the dog like you expect him too when the barrier is taken away. Instead he wants for the lady to coax the animal away from the corner she’s buried herself in. She stares at him for a brief moment, noise sniffing hard and her tail thumping the ground firmly as the lady introduces them. Jungwoo mumbles his name, hand twitching in his lap with the need to touch. When he’s given the go ahead he’s astonishingly gentle, patting her coat with extreme care.

“What’s her breed?” Jeongguk comments, his gaze soft as he watches the way Jungwoo handles her.

“A beagle. They’re rather energetic but they’re good with children. Petunia’s only one-years-old, so you still have the chance to train her. And she’s a bit more quiet than most beagles.” Petunia’s already starting to warm up Jungwoo now, cuddling right into his space, her tail high as she wags it.

“A beagle for our beagle,” You comment, sparing Jeongguk a look. He laughs softly, rising from the ground.

“Petunia’s perfect but you’ve chosen rather quickly, bubs. Wouldn’t you like to look around?” He questions gently.

“No.” It’s firm, and his hands are gingerly wrapped around her neck, chubby arms defiant.. Petunia’s rather satisfied, lapping lovely at his ear already. “I pick Tutu.”

“Tutu?” You ask, an eyebrow raised.

“Tutu,” He insists, rubbing tenderly at her back. Her tail’s creating warps in the air with how fast she’s wagging it.

“Okay. Tutu’s our dog,” Jeongguk agrees, which is redundant anyway because Jungwoo’s already attached to animal now. Emotionally and physically.

The lady’s eyes are soft as she eyes the pair, joint on the concrete floor. “If you’d like to start looking at the forms I can help with that,” She offers, snapping the cage closed. “Your son’s quiet decisive.”

Jeongguk makes a funny noise in his throat. “Yeah. You could say that.”

#jeon family ft their beagle petunia :)#ask #anon #gonna tag this all as #dud #dad universe drabbles

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