113: “Where did all these puppies come from?” (5/5)
It had been a long day at work, and Iwaizumi was practically dead on his feet. He almost dozed off twice on the train home. Unfortunately for him, the busy season is just starting, so late nights like these will become a regular part of his routine. It never ceases to annoy Oikawa, but he never complains when the paychecks start coming in.
Iwaizumi glances as his watch as he climbs the stairs to their third floor apartment. Half passed eleven. He was looking forward to shedding his confining suit and collapsing into bed, preferably with warm body for him to spoon.
He’s fishing for his keys in his backpack when he hears the most curious noise on the other side of the door. It almost sounded like… a bark? Of course it couldn’t have been, he must be more tired than he thought. After a moments pause, he unlocks the door and pulls it open.
After over ten years with Oikawa, he shouldn’t be surprised by anything anymore. But the seven wiggling Labrador puppies that come barreling across the apartment to throw themselves at Iwaizumi’s legs definitely come as a shock. Oikawa had been sitting on the floor with the puppies, and when they all leave him, he jumps to his feet. Iwaizumi slowly looks up to meet Oikawa’s wide, panicking eyes.
“I can explain!” Oikawa blurts, hands raised as if to protect himself from an attack. It’s not an entirely unnecessary gesture, with the thoughts running through Iwaizumi’s head.
“Where did all these puppies come from?” Iwaizumi asks. The puppies are still fumbling around his legs, desperate for his attention. When they don’t get it, they all go galloping back to Oikawa, who is still staring at Iwaizumi like a deer in headlights. Iwaizumi only notices then the fully grown Lab behind him, head on her paws, watching the puppies scurry around.
“Listen,” Oikawa starts, taking a step forward, careful not to step on any wriggling bodies.
Iwaizumi raises an eyebrow at his floundering partner.
“Koushi-kun’s dog had her babies,” Oikawa starts.
“Yes, I know. That was four weeks ago.”
“Yeah, but Koushi-kun and Dai-chan had to go out of town. It was really last minute. Dai-chan’s mother is sick. They asked if I could look after the dogs.”
“And you said yes,” Iwaizumi says. It’s not a question of whether he said yes or no, but rather ‘why’.
“I couldn’t say no!” Oikawa whines, dropping back down on the floor with the puppies. They all go crazy, jumping up onto his face and chest. Iwaizumi can no longer meet Oikawa’s eyes and the intensity of his stare is cut in half. “You know how much time I’ve been spending with Koushi-kun and the puppies since they were born. I couldn’t turn them away.”
“We live in an apartment,” Iwaizumi starts to argue. It’s a weak argument though. He knows he’s already lost.
“I know I know! They’ll just be here at night so we can keep an eye on them. During the day they’ll stay at Koushi-kun’s house.”
Iwaizumi sighs, rubbing at his eyes. “It’s too late for this. I’m going to bed and I’d really like for you to join me.”
Oikawa’s head lifts up out of the pile of puppies, his panicked expression immediately transforming into excitement. He works his way out of the pile, hurrying after Iwaizumi on his way to the bedroom. The puppies bound eagerly after him.
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Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Hannibal (TV), Hannibal Lecter Series - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, Beverley Katz, Jimmy Price, Brian Zeller, Alana Bloom, Bedelia Du Maurier, Frederick Chilton Additional Tags: Auction, for the no kill shelter, Ch 3 nothing but smut, theres a plot here dammit Summary:
Auction in aid of the no kill shelter. Our favourite empath triggers a bidding war over a date with him.
“No! Don’t worry, happens all the time.” He smiled sheepishly as he collected the paper files from the floor. “I just need to put them back in the folders and…” Altivo trailed off, his eyes following the gust of wind that swept some of the documents far away. “Okay, maybe I need help.”