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author note: my first fic here was supposed to be somethin’ else (slimeknight au), but ive been so drained and sad from valko’s cancellation… don’t ya worry tho, im finding my spark again, one wolfie at a time. let’s bring back valko guys i miss him…
A week off meant Valko would be staying over— as you’ve both agreed.
His toothbrush sits near yours in that silly wolf cup you bought at a fair, and you reach out to start brushing your teeth.
It’s a mundane thing. However, you’ve found through extensive studies (not really,) that brushing your teeth often evokes unusual thoughts.
Valko comes up next to you, yawning as he reaches for his own toothbrush. Normal, yes, but the glint of his teeth catch your eyes. Your bored and sleep addled brain supplied: I haven’t noticed his little fangs. At least not that much.
Spitting out the toothpaste in your mouth, you wipe yourself off with the back of your sleeve. Actually, it’s Valko’s sleeve, since it’s his shirt— but who cares, right? What’s yours is mine, and stuff.
“Val.” You mutter. “Face me. I gotta do something.”
The red-haired man blinks at you. He’s mid-squeeze of the toothpaste tube, the dollop landing on the bristles of the brush. “Huh? Why?” He tilts his head, and you feel the all consuming urge overtake you.
Your hands close around his face, making his ears and tail pop out with a puff. “Pup, wha—?” He protests, but you gently pry his mouth open.
“Shh.”
Perhaps you have half a mind to joke that his morning breath is stinky (not really that much,) but your eyes lock onto his canines.
Your thumbs lift his lips, exposing his fangs. They’re… unique. A feature you felt each time he play-bites your fingers but not exactly something you have examined thoroughly.
“…I’m brushing your teeth today. Gimme your toothbrush.” You say, deciding that your new fixation is his teeth.
Defeated, Valko hands you the toothbrush and you start methodically brushing up and down his teeth.
Valko is bent down obediently, and when you decide to let him go for him to spit out the bubbles, he chuckles. “What’s going on with you? Like my teeth?” He snorts. “What are you, pup? A hunter or a dentist?”
“I just… I feel intense cuteness aggression for your teeth. They suit you.” You shrug, and a smile graces your lips. “Is that so wrong?”
Valko’s expression lays out his thoughts in a way that lets you see the gears turning in his head. Maybe, for him, others feel his canines are a sign of aggression. Especially when he bares them. But you?
He smiles, exhaling softly through his nose. Warm, thick hands wrap around your waist, and you melt into the feeling.
“No.” He mumbles, rubbing his cheek against your own. “Nice to know I passed your surprise inspection.”
Then he smiles, a rumble in his chest. Uh oh.
“If you’re looking for a performance evaluation…”
You part your lips, expecting his teeth to graze your neck— but then he softly bites your cheek.
A squeal forces out of you. “H-hey— gross!” You say through your laugh, a smile on your lips.
Valko lets go and smiles against your cheek, pressing a few soft kisses to the slight mark. “Luv ya too.”
You roll your eyes, but you can’t deny the warm feeling in your gut as you cup his face.
“Love you too, Koko.”
“Can I kiss you since your breath isn’t smelly anymore?”
“…Val.”
Then a pleased giggle builds up in your chest next, as you feel his lips over yours.
The morning has just begun, and yet you don’t ever, ever want it to end.
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