the trainers at the service dog academy have no clue why one customer comes to pick up his pet from class so early.
he’s handsome, though, so they're not complaining.
he has wine red hair and golden eyes, and he always follows the latter half of their sessions intently, as if he’s memorizing all their accessibility tips and tricks for himself.
when class ends and his pet scurries over to him in excitement, he always gives the nearest trainer an earnest, heart-fluttering thank-you, as if his gratitude goes deeper than all the other owners’.
week after week, they have no idea that he’s learning, too—that he has someone at home who might need him one day.
your beloved shared pet is your first line of defense, but if all else fails, valko needs to be there to ground you when you're spiraling, to hold you when you panic, to call for help when you need it.
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You survived a shipwreck once. You told everyone a creature with violet eyes saved you, but no one believed a child’s tale. Now, years later, fate drags you into the sea again - and this time, he’s still there, waiting. A siren who shouldn’t have remembered you, a monster who should have let you drown - and a love that shouldn't exist.
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The baby just wanted chocolates 😭 give him back! I will fill our drawers and shelves with chocolates! Will even try his chocolate scrambled eggs! 😵💫
I was just trying to give him some chocolatey goodness when the fic ran on its own... Different story from my other fic. Hope you enjoy ♥️
Valko fluff, Valko x baker!nonmc, a little crack, wc 1.1k
Exiting the lab with a frown, Valko walks towards his private office with heavy steps and a weary exhale. Thinking about recent issues and delays in his projects made his head hurt and his patience close to snapping.
Sinking into his office chair, he grabs his phone and scrolls through a delivery app to look for the one thing that sounds like a great idea right about now. His mini fridge full of Awoo Milk isn’t gonna work today.
He’s craving chocolate cake. The glossy, heavy, gooey kind. The happiness exploding in your mouth and sticks to your teeth kind. The overloaded with even more chocolate toppings kind.
He can’t believe his eyes when he stops on one photo of a mini cake in particular, because it looks to be made exactly just for him. It even seems to be calling out his name, he swears he can hear it whisper into his ear. Oh this is it, he thinks. Quickly placing an order wait maybe make that two, he is relieved to see it will only take a few minutes to wait.
Perking up when it arrives already thoughtfully arranged on a plate by his secretary, Valko immediately shuffles aside the documents on the table while thanking him and asking to not be disturbed for the next fifteen minutes.
When the door closes, he lets out a gleeful chuckle as he rubs his hands together, swiveling a bit on his chair side to side, his eyes sparkling as he appreciates the mini cake.
The smell is divine, his mouth already watering, and he already knows it’s gonna be good. He smiles at the way it’s decorated with bits and pieces of chocolate barks, shavings, and sprinkles. The chaos actually looks playful and fun.
He picks up the fork to dig in, whistling when he sees the inner layers and the gooey center. He took a bite, and his eyes went wide.
“Mmmm!” A moan involuntarily comes out from his lips. He slaps a palm on the table, loud enough for his secretary to hear outside, who pauses in concern as he looks at the door.
Mother. of. all. chocolate. cakes.
Pure bliss sweeps through him, instantly washing away the stresses of the day. Valko lifts a hand to his mouth as he chews, eyes fluttering shut as he moans again, softer this time. He swears he feels sparks run through his veins and stars appear in his vision. His wolf ears and tail appear and swish around happily, a rare slip of control over food.
What sorcery is this? Bite after bite, he practically inhales the mini cake, only slowing down at the last forkful.
He side-eyes the other cake on the table, still safe in its transparent takeout box with a pretty little ribbon. He decides to save it for dinner later.
(It doesn’t survive past the hour.)
“Their cake has healed me. Just one bite and I have achieved inner peace, outer peace, and world peace. As a seasoned chocotist, this cake...”
He types a lengthy and glowing 5-star review for the cafe he ordered from, committing the name and address to memory, pleasantly surprised that it's nearby.
He becomes a loyal customer, ordering two every day (never just one), and every day he experiences the same feeling of joy and contentment. Oddly anchoring him like a sense of home.
Until one day, it doesn’t.
He takes a bite, and… nothing. He tilts his head and scowls as if personally offended, taking another bite… but still nothing. It’s delicious, yes, but the magic is missing. Scratch that, everything feels wrong about it.
Unacceptable.
The secretary is startled when Valko abruptly opens the doors and zooms past. Usually he could hear his boss moaning over the cakes at this time (oh the secrets a secretary has to keep), but today his boss seems disgruntled.
Swiftly reaching the cafe, Valko pauses outside the door when he catches a distinct scent, his heart suddenly hammering wildly in his chest.
It’s the scent of the wind that had played by a stream and rushed through open mountains, of a peaceful evening as the full moon slowly rises, of steaming mugs of hot chocolate near the crackling logs on a fireplace. Such a smell…
The door opens with a soft chime, and he steps into the cozy interior. His gaze sweeps past the few empty tables and seats as he follows the scent towards the counter, ignoring the display case full of colorful cakes and pastries. He is drawn by a soft humming, the sound tugging him to lean over the counter to come even closer.
He was leaning halfway over when the person behind the counter turned around.
You.
Beautiful, he thinks, already lost in adoring you. Warm, and sweet, and just… perfect.
“Oh!” Surprised at his presence, you almost drop your clipboard before collecting yourself and greeting a handsome guy who has a big sunny grin on his face. Quite charming, though you briefly wonder how such a tall and well-built guy was able to move so quietly.
“Um, hello, welcome to my cafe! What can I help you with?” You smile up at him, following the sudden urge to step nearer, stopping only when your hip bumped the counter.
You can help me by being my wife—
Lightly shaking his head to focus, he runs a hand through his hair as he answers. “Hi, I’m Valko, and I—”
Your expression brightened in recognition of your most frequent customer, his unique name being printed on the delivery receipts never failing to make you smile. Not to mention his funny reviews. “Valko?”
Well, damn. His name on your lips is doing numbers to his chest.
You cheerfully thank him for his daily orders, your hand reaching out to lightly touch his arm.
He tries very hard not to melt at the small contact.
Suddenly, he couldn’t bring himself to ask about today’s cake. Instead, he fumbles an inquiry about whether he could place a bulk order for a company event.
An event that doesn’t exist… yet.
Orrr I could just eat them all in secret, right?
Your face blooms even more, happy to accept. Something about him makes you feel safe to open up, so you excitedly chatter about how he’s just in time, how you could work in a bulk order now that you had an assistant, and how she was the one who made the batch of cakes this morning.
Ah.
Valko listens attentively with soft eyes and a gentle smile, with the peace of a man who has found home. He realized that the magic he felt wasn’t in the chocolate cake, it was in the hands that made them.
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summary: catching your boyfriend valko in a very vulnerable position.. (shakin his booty)
cw: valko’s naked and you call his penis junior but that’s it, not proof read
wc: 794
yap: i love valko @valkyrhii
lads masterlist valko masterlist
you were greeted with the loud thump of music once you got to your apartment. quickly getting in and hastily kicking your shoes off, your ears searched the empty living room. the music was coming from your bedroom, the only tell that someone was there was the shoes by the door and a skewed throw pillow.
padding your way through the apartment you slowed once the door of your bedroom in view, cracked and tempting you. the music grew louder as you gently pushed it open, your eyes widening at the sight before you.
in the middle of your room was your boyfriend valko, skin flushed and hair damp from an apparent shower. he was dancing around the room, voice loud as he sang along to the music filtering through the speaker. stifling a laugh you leaned against the doorframe, simply watching him and waiting for him to notice your presence.
only he didn't notice. maybe he was too caught up in his performance or too smothered in your scent but he never once turned toward you or called out. content with your show you kept silent, taking in the great expanse of his muscular back.
his hands ran down his body sensually before grabbing at his towel and pulling it off, swinging it around before tossing it onto a chair. his bare ass was on display and you had to slap a hand over your mouth to keep from laughing out loud. it was a familiar sight but it was different when you catch your boyfriend in a vulnerable moment.
his hair flopped around as he tossed his head back and forth, fully acting and mumbling the guitar riffs. his back flexed with movement, bopping and bouncing along to the choreography he was making up.
his hips shook side to side in a tight shimmy— and yeah, his ass did jiggle when he did it. he surprisingly hit a very good high note when he spun around, confidence oozing out of him and hand brought to his mouth as a mic when he let out the loudest shriek you've ever heard.
"dear lord— what the fuck!"
your hand covered your ear at his volume but you burst out laughing, stomach tightening as you watched him stutter.
"pretty! when did you get back?! i didn't hear you come home!"
he was still naked, valko junior swings heavily as he threw his hand down from his mouth. too busy laughing to answer, your hands just motioned nonsense in front of you, you're not even sure you knew what you meant.
remembering what he was lacking, his hands shot out and covered his chest and dick, a soft gasp leaving him. the action had you doubling over, knees wobbling as your laughter almost took you out. "okay stop laughing at me!" he whined.
forcing yourself to stop you took in gasps of air, shaky fingers wiping at the tears that streamed down your face. holding onto the doorframe for support, you came upright and fanned your face, staring at your boyfriend.
his lips were pursed into a pout and he had dropped his hands, quickly over his bout of embarrassment. "i didn't know you could move like that." you teased, feet carrying you into the room and closer.
"i got more where that came from." he scoffed, shoulders shrugging as if it was no big deal. his hands immediately grabbed your hips once you were close enough, pulling you flush against him and letting his warmth seep into you.
"i bet you do~" you smiled, fingers scratching at the short hair on his head. a rumble left his chest, head pushing against your hands and you felt something twitch against you.
"i think juniors getting excited." you murmured, watching his brows furrow in confusion. you nodded your head down between you and his lips curled into that awkward smile you loved. he placed a quick smooch to your hair and detached from you, turning to look through the drawers.
you couldn't help yourself, your hand came down on his plump booty, hitting the flesh with a loud smack. valko growled playfully, head turning to show his teeth bared in a snarl. copying his snarl you squeezed the cheek before jumping onto the bed, eyes following him as he clumsily pulled his clothes on.
"y'know," you started, fingers twisting the blanket beneath you. "my favorite part was seeing you shake your cute little butt." hearing his loud groan had you laughing again but you weren't done.
"i also enjoyed that high note you did like, i'm actually surprised you hit that-"
your words were cut off when he launched himself onto you, smothering you in his muscles and hands tickling your sides as you begged for mercy.
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The best thing you can do right now is to not log on to lads
The company will be fine, theyre not going to shut down bc a portion of players don't log in for the day. It's also one of the first things they check and one of the easiest ways to convey that we're upset.
