corgi in a bow tie

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Dan adopts a dog for phils birthday and just its plain adorableness and fluff

“Okay, Phil, close your eyes!”

Phil rolled his eyes. “You know, I love surprises as much as the next guy, but this is getting ridiculous.”

“Close your eyes, dammit!” said Dan, and Phil laughed, closing his eyes. Martyn handed Phil the small, stuffed corgi, and said, “Okay, open!”

Phil gasped. “Oh my God! It’s so cute!”

“It’s a boy, name it,” said Dan.

“Uh… Susan!”

“You can’t name the bloody toy Susan!” said Dan, and he laughed.

“Alright, uh… Thor!”

Dan rolled his eyes. “Thor the corgi. Alright, give it here, I’ll put the bow tie on it.”

Phil did so, handing it behind him, and Dan dropped it immediately, holding the scrambling corgi and handing it to Phil. “Here you are.”

“Wait, w-” Phil gasped, his eyes widening. “Dan, you didn’t!” 

“’Course I did. And because I wanted a shibe, here is Thor- the shiba inu and corgi mix.”

Phil started crying. “You’re an idiot!”

“And I love you,” said Dan, and Phil laughed, hugging the dog to his chest and crying. Thor licked the tears off his cheeks.

“I can’t believe this!”

“Do you like him?”

“Oh, I love him!” Phil put the dog down, and hugged Dan, giving him a tearful kiss. “You’re amazing. I love you so much.” He picked Thor back up, kissing his nose. “You’re so small!”

“Isn’t he adorable?” asked Dan, and Phil kissed his cheek excitedly. 

“Oh, God, he’s so small!”

“He’s eight weeks old, Martyn and Cornelia were babysitting for the weekend. He’s got all his shots and everything, and I’ve asked for permission from our landlord to keep him.”

Phil’s lip trembled. “He’s really ours?”

“He’s really ours,” said Dan gently, kissing him. “I love you.”

“I love you more.” He laughed, hugging the dog. “Thor Howell-Lester. Welcome to our family!”

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