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Chanyeol's so boyfriend material; he carries a big bag so Baekhyun doesn't carry anything, carries Baek's luggages in the airport, pays for Baek's drink, protects him in crowds, buys him stuff wherever they go.
A/N: Drabble request with Tig for @dontblinkangelsinside. 114. No more dogs. How hard it to understand? Hope you like it!
The pup sat in front of you, wagging it’s tail joyfully. It looked a bit dopey, one of it’s ears folded over and it’s tongue hanging lazily out the side of it’s mouth. It was damn cute. “No.” “Bu-” “No.” “You ju-” “Tig.” You turned on the seat, the expression on your face as firm as the tone of your voice. “You’re not keeping him.” “This is not about me, this is about us. This dog is for the both of us.” Tig reasoned. You scoffed and rolled your eyes. “This has nothing to do with ‘us’ or ‘we’. The only ‘we’ I can see in this is the wee I’m going to have to clean up when the dog pisses everywhere while I have to toilet train the thing.” You got up off the couch and went in to the kitchen to make some tea. You’d had this conversation with Tig so many times. It’s not that you hated dogs, you loved them. You were just struggling with looking after the ones Tig already had. He’d been away on club business a lot lately, and that paired with you working full time, all your spare time was taken up with caring for them. As much as you loved them, they were a handful. You’d explained this to Tig, but he’d sworn black and blue that things with the club were settling and he would be taking a lot of the care off of you. But you knew that the club life was unpredictable. Tig was just such a softie, and Kozik had told him about a few pups that were looking at a sad end if someone didn’t take them in. Tig had said he’d have one, thinking that the dog’s sob story would soften you to the idea of another. “No more dogs. How hard is it to understand?” “I don’t see why we can’t get another dog.” “We already have three!” You stressed. “Then what’s one more?!” Tig’s voice was raised. “Argh!” The pup growled at Tig, coming between you and him, baring his tiny little teeth. “I’m the one who’s trying to get her to let you stay, she wants to kick you out!” Tig looked to you and you quickly wiped the small grin off of your face. “Why don’t you ask Jax and Tara to take it, for the boys? They’d love a dog!” “They already took one.” “What about Gemma? Juice? Literally anyone else.” Tig shook his head. You sighed and Tig walked toward you, slipping his arms around your waist. “Come on, babe. He’s just gunna end up at the pound, or worse. What if someone takes him and puts him in dog fights or someth- OH GOD DAMN IT!” You and Tig looked down at the sound of trickling coming from underneath you both. The pup had decided he still wasn’t happy with Tig’s tone from earlier, and was peeing on his foot. You couldn’t hold back this time, snorting out a laugh as Tig went and looked for a cloth to wipe his shoe. When the dog was finished, it turned to you, leaping and pawing at your legs. Maybe it wasn’t that dopey after all. You picked him up and cuddled him. “Fine.” Tig paused from wiping his boot, scowl dissolving off his face. “Yeah?” The hope in his voice made you smile and nod. “This one’s mine, though. He’s obviously chosen me.” Tig grinned and rolled his eyes. “Sure, babe, he’s all yours.” He came back over to you and gave you a kiss. Jumping back, Tig wiped his cheek. The dog had licked it while he was kissing you. “Sure, you like me now.” Tig shook his head and you chuckled, scratching the dog’s head and grinning at the man you loved.