Nat blabs- fluff valentines special :)
Date idea (valentines special) Dick grayson would bring you to a dog cafe and im thinking two scenarios
1. Dick bringing you to one of those exclusive dog cafes so its like a hoard of just one breed of dogs. I think itd be between the fluffiest of samyoeds or like a cult of pugs....
Im resting my case here.
Package includes dick holding a dog treat in his hand waving it high as a swarm of these stumpy bastards crowd around him barking and demanding to be fed. when they let you guys hold them and take pictures hes hefting the heaviest one of them all and beaming as the camera snaps the fat tounge and slobber rubbing on his face while you hold an equally large pug, laughing at him.
2. Dick bringing hayley and you to a dog friendly diner(one of those that house rescues but you can bring your own kinda style). Hayley in her three legged glory perches on a chair, the one paw she has on the table as you both eat (w third wheeler)
Sometimes she might lean a little too close to your lasagna or dick's spaghetti and meatballs but shes easily distracted by when the waiter sets her bowl of bougie dog food on the floor. (Food is gone in two minutes and she promptly gets distracted by a corgi in the distance and begins mingling )
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"Babe this has honestly been the best date ive had- Hayley. Where- howd you-"
You glance down at the spotted puppy Haley had graciously dropped onto your lap, which you immediately recognized as one of the few pups the restaurant brought in for adoption.
You snorted at dick's futile attempt at warning, running your hand through the pup's fur. Haley sit down patiently after placing down the pup, beady eyes staring at you as the little fluffy baby padded and wobbled across your lap
One of the rescue spokesmen ran in panicked, darting around probably looking for the pup but stopped and watched as you interacted with the puppy.
"Hes available for adoption...if youd like" the spokesperson beamed, approaching your table, "last one available today, but hes a lil special, hes blind and hes got CSM too"
You cooed, clasping the wobbly pup, "dickie...hes blind and wobbly" you whined, stretching the dog out to your boyfriend. Dick eyes the puppy. Then you. Then Haley, whose to happily panting. Then the spokesperson whom was beaming brightly, holding onto the clipboard with what was probably the adoption papers (it was)
"...we can take him; but im picking the name"
"Done deal"
"Please sign here mr grayson"
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"Whos this little cutie?"
"...bitewing the third"
