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You were sitting comfortably on the couch in the living room with a bucket of popcorn and some tissues, wrapped in a big blanket to keep you nice and warm.

You had managed to catch a cold from the last mission the day before, and therefore, Misako had put you on house arrest.

“To be a Ninja, you must be in perfect shape. Your snotty nose and dry throat, unfortunately, do not make the list.”

With these words, she had told you to rest and focus on regaining your health.

Your personal opinion begged to differ. You tried to hide your sadness and troubled heart. It pained you to be so useless. Lost in your thoughts, you stared at the movie without paying attention, gripping the blanket and forcing a smile for the sake of the team.

Because deep down, you knew Misako was right.

A sick Ninja wouldn’t have contributed anything positive to the team anyway. However, that didn’t stop you from feeling a massive wave of FOMO hitting you right in the face.

Putting your own troubles aside, you looked up from the movie you were watching to greet the trio in front of you with your usual heartfelt smile.

“Y/N, guess what?” Kai said, with a grin stretching across his face.

Before you could say anything, Jay interrupted.

“Cole was turned into a dog!”

Nya hit him on the shoulder.

“Jay! She was supposed to guess!”

Yet she couldn’t stay mad and let out some giggles herself.

...What?

You looked at them in shock.

Yes, you sometimes jokingly said your boyfriend was a dog when he devoured his food without ever slowing down to properly chew before swallowing, but him actually turning into a dog?

That was a new one to you.

Lloyd and his the kids walked in next.

Sora, Wyldfyre, and Arin looked terribly exhausted. They greeted you quickly before scrambling to return to their rooms for a good rest.

Lloyd was chuckling behind them, following them to look after them like a mother hen.

At last, Zane returned to the monastery, holding a little Rottweiler puppy in his arms.

“Awww, how cute,” you cooed when you saw the little doggo, your Yang who had been transformed into a dog.

“Adorable, isn’t he?” Zane asked you as he stepped closer, presenting the puppy to you.

“I’m always adorable,” the said puppy replied cheekily.

You laughed, which made you cough for a good minute, with Nya rubbing your back.

Cole whined and wriggled around, trying to escape Zane’s grip. He wanted to get closer to you and comfort you through your coughing fit.

A sign the Ice Ninja didn’t ignore, and he let Cole down on the floor.

“Gandalaria handed a potion to Cole for him to smell. He sneezed and inhaled some of the contents. She said the effect will lessen over the next couple of hours by itself. I and the others will go to rest since there’s nothing we can do to speed up the process.

“And I really need to oil my joints,” the Nindroid groaned before circling his shoulder.

You had no idea who Gandalaria was. You didn’t recall ever hearing this name before, which meant they must have met this mysterious woman on today’s mission.

This saddened you. Your sickness had made you miss out on meeting her, the fun of watching Cole transform into a hound, and, in general, helping Ninjago.

At least this Gandalaria didn’t seem to be a new threat to the team.

Kai interrupted your thought process.

“Same here. Not the oiling part, but the other part!” he said, with one hand rubbing his neck. Kai lost all his bark when he was exhausted.

“Do you need anything before we go?”

You shook your head and instead wished everybody a good night.

With that being said, the team left you and dog Cole alone.

You took the opportunity to take a closer look at your Yang.

He was sitting on the floor in front of the couch, looking up at you. His tail was wagging slightly behind him, a visible indicator of how happy he was to see you again.

He had floppy ears that twitched at the sound of the wooden floor creaking. You studied his new physique further.

He was so small, so unusual compared to his usual broad body. He was the tallest of the team—always had been, much to Jay’s dismay.

Now he was this microscopic creature with buttons for eyes and, oh my God, teeny-tiny paws that shifted slightly on the floor.

He was a precious little puppy. You just wanted to hold him and kiss him all over his squishable face.

“My love,” you whispered as you leaned forward to pick dog Cole up, lifting him onto your lap and covering him with part of the blanket.

In return, the former Black Ninja let out a little yelp, obviously not used to being picked up like that. He moved his limbs very clumsily, yet to grow accustomed to his new form.

Once you leaned back into your stack of pillows, you let out a loud sigh, all the frustration of today leaving your body as soon as you had your loved one in your arms.

Cole, who was now sitting in your lap and warming you a little extra with the body heat of his tiny body, let out yet another whine after detecting the sound that had escaped you.

He sniffed the air and pushed his snout into your neck, sensitive to your emotions and reacting accordingly. The Ninja knew you were upset, you didn't had to say a word or explain why. He just wanted to be there for you.

The Master of Earth wasn’t quite sure about his actions and what they meant. It’s not like Gandalaria had given him a handbook on what it was like to be a dog.

But that didn’t matter to him at the moment. He could hear his partner’s even breathing and steady heartbeat. Cole was exactly where he wanted to be. It didn’t matter what form he took; he knew you’d love him regardless.

“Are you some kind of service dog?” you laughed weakly while petting the top of his head.

The puppy let out a sigh himself—a happy one.

He seemed to enjoy that, leaning into your touch and closing his eyes. You were certain that if he had been turned into a cat instead of a dog, he would have been purring by now.

“I always care about you and your well-being, despite taking the shape of a Rottweiler. You know that,” he replied calmly.

You sneezed, and your Yang reacted immediately, pushing his four-legged body closer to yours. An attempt to shield you from something neither of you was aware of, proving Cole’s love and loyalty to you even further.

You kissed his wet little snout to show your own kind of gratitude to the little puppy

It was late, and both of you could feel sleep rolling over you, pulling you in with a sweet embrace.

You felt the cushion sink further as he wrapped his arms around you, cuddling your midsection affectionately with a tired sigh. You smiled while looking at his disheveled hair and softly petted his head.

He looked so cute when tired, you thought.

"Is someone tired?" you asked teasingly.

Cole wrinkled his nose and let out another groan.

"Come on, dude! Let's play one game," Jay called out.

Another groan came from Cole.

"Seems like he's all powered out," Zane analyzed.

Everybody laughed before returning their attention back to the game.

Cole was always the person who needed the most sleep out of the group. It wasn't uncommon to see him passed out somewhere under a table. Therefore, they didn't worry too much about his behavior right now.

But you noticed the little blush on his cheeks, even while he tried to hide his face against your back.

"Let's go, let's get you into bed," you said, carefully nudging his shoulder.

Cole freed you from his embrace, stood up, and, like a puppy, obediently followed you to their headquarters.

It was dark in the hallway and even darker inside Cole's room. However, neither you nor Cole particularly cared.

You lifted the blankets, signaling Cole to climb into bed, when he grabbed underneath your knees, lifting you up and placing you right into his bed.

"Babe?"

"Mhm?"

"I thought you're tired."

"...I want you."

"Come again?"

"I need you."

He snuggled into you, his eyes closed and his voice tired and small. He placed a hand over your stomach and let out a quiet whimper of your name.

You could clearly feel his erection through both of your pants as he cuddled you from behind. Before you could fully process what he was doing, he flipped you over so you were trapped beneath his frame.

You sighed as you placed your hands around his neck, your lips teasingly lingering just in front of his.

Cole opened his eyes slightly, taking all of you in, admiring you with not only his eyes but also his muscular hands. He brushed his hands along your sides before eventually cradling your face and jaw.

His eyes switched between your eyes and your lips.

You chuckled quietly at his adorable expression before finally leaning in and kissing him.

The kiss almost immediately turned heated and intimate.

It was impossible to tell who slipped whose tongue into the other's mouth first. All you knew was that you loved the feeling of him holding you so close, his hot breath against your face, your friends wondering why you were taking so long to come back, and how much Cole obviously enjoyed all of this right now.

He slowly traveled down your neck with his warm kisses before slightly leaning off you and straddling your hips. Then, Cole spread your legs and slowly crawled toward your lying figure again.

Both of you were panting heavily.

He had a dopey smile on his face, looking at you like you were his lifeline.

His big hands, which you loved so much, embraced your thighs, pulling himself as close to you as possible.

Gradually, he pressed himself even closer to you, his thoughts disappearing as he focused only on the moment.

His breathing picked up speed, and the tiniest whimpers left his parted lips.

Your view of your boyfriend was incredibly hot. It made you squirm against him, completely overwhelmed by how much you wanted him.

"Fuck... this feels amazing, sweets~," Cole groaned in your ear, nibbling at your earlobe, something he knew you secretly loved.

"Ah, Cole... don't stop, please."

"Wouldn't dream of it, love."

You both moaned in unison, the bed moving slightly beneath you. Though neither of you cared.

You felt completely lost in the moment, trying to match his rhythm and meeting him halfway, where everything felt like sparks.

Cole knew you were close; he always did. He knew your body inside and out.

His pace increased slightly, and he held you closer, making you arch your back and breathe out his name.

"Come for me, please. Give it to me.

You can do it, just come for your boyfriend."

He encouraged you, making you arch further against the mattress and moan breathlessly.

"Yeah, just like that! Let's come together, yes?"

He rambled on, his voice turning husky as he finally reached his own climax. He held you close as he rode out the intensity, not wanting to let go.

Once he finished, you followed soon after. Only when you slowly came down from the overwhelming feeling did you realize you had been holding your breath.

Your chest moved up and down rapidly, just like his.

Cole huffed softly against your face lovingly before dropping his head onto your chest, feeling your still-racing heartbeat.

"This was... Awesome," you said between breaths. You were completely exhausted, almost as much as your partner had seemed earlier on the couch in the living room.

"Yeah, I totally ruined my pants," he whined.

You caressed his hair again. "Don't act like you don't love it."

To that, Cole only giggled and pressed his face even further into your chest, warming the area with his hot breath.

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