#drabble fluff

“Excuse me,” you say and smile nervously when he turns to look at you. You pull your hand to your body again, wrist turned up as you watch the remaining time tick by. He mirrors your stance, his hand right next to yours and the numbers match, seconds passing by in sync, counting two, one… Then the timer stops and fades. And you swear your heart stopped for a beat just then too. “I know this might be sudden, but I think you’re my soulmate.”

You watch as he checks again that the time on his wrist is not counting down anymore and is fading away, the number stuck at all zeroes. His gaze whips towards you, then back to his wrist. He seems confused more than anything, distrustful even, which you don’t blame him for.

“I’m sorry, but how did you know?” is the first thing he says. He’s hard to read as he speaks, which only makes you more nervous. You laugh to ease your anxiety.

“Ah, well, I knew today’s my day and so I was kind of looking around, wondering who it might be, and I was hoping it’d be you,” you explain. Finally his facade breaks again and his confusion shows once more. You chuckle and take mercy on him. “You’re really handsome, and I’ve heard so much good about you from some of our mutual friends.”

“I was hoping for a more mystical explanation,” he jokes, but you see the tips of his ears turning red as his lips turn up. He seems much less intimidating when he smiles.

“Then forget everything I’ve just said and let’s try again - I have the power to change my fate and decided to waste my power on you?” you try and he chuckles, the sound deep and rich and makes you crave to hear it again and again.

“‘Waste?’ Didn’t you say you heard nice things about me?” he does it again, the sound, and it’s endearing how he tries to hide his shyness. At least you don’t have to worry about being the only one feeling out of your depth. 

“Well, if you’re still not happy, I can go and you can try again,” you tease, and although you make no move to actually leave, he reaches out to stop you. He hesitates just before his fingers can graze your skin. Your eyes meet, his gaze soft as if he’s asking for permission. You lean into his touch and his fingers wrap around your wrist carefully. A shiver runs down your spine. You don’t notice how his breath stutters.

“Don’t. I’m happy… I’m very happy,” his eyes fall to the faded time stamp on your wrist that matches his. The time you’ve met. 

“Me too,” you confess, softly, and smile when your gazes meet again. He seems nervous and as you stand in comfortable silence, you can’t hide your own anxiety either.

“Would it be too straightforward to invite you for coffee tomorrow?” he asks, “Even if we’re still strangers.”

“Strangers connected by fate, though,” you giggle, “I’d love to get coffee with you, Soohyuk.” This time you see the way he has to bite back a smile at the sound of his name. It disappears, though, when he realizes…

“y/n,” you supply helpfully, “Nice to meet you.”

He is also a very busy dad.  He takes good care of me in Korea, but I stay at Granny’s house a lot.  He travels and he has a lot of friends.  I have a lot of uncles too!  I know one of my uncles has a dog too!  I’ve met some Sugar Gliders and they were really nice, but I think they flew off into the sky now.  

I love Granny’s house.  Even if dad isn’t home and he’s very busy, I know he’s happy!  He misses me a lot he says.  When he calls Granny I can always see him on her phone’s screen.  I can’t touch him though- I haven’t figured out how to get behind the phone to sit in his lap.  

My dad has a really cool voice!  It’s very low, nothing like mine.  Though, he sounds more like me when he talks to me.  He gets cute and makes a lot of funny faces too.  

Dad has gotten me a lot of toys too.  My favorite is a red ball that jingles when it’s thrown, it’s really big though so I have a hard time carrying it.  Dad laughs at me when I drop it.  

I have a mom too.  She’s been with dad for a year now and she’s very nice.  She’s over as Granny’s all the time!  She talks to me a lot and pats my head as I nap on her lap.  

She’s very warm and tall but short for a human.  She’s shorter than dad but taller than me! She dances with me around the living room of Granny’s house and sometimes packs a bag and takes me to her home for a night!

She got me my own bed at her house (but I always sleep with her).  She cuddles like dad does, so I lay by her chest when she’s sleeping.  I yip at her when she goes into the bathroom and won’t let me in.  I watch her brush her teeth and put that weird stuff on her face that makes me sneeze if power falls from a brush.  I help her pick out her outfit by tugging on her pant leg as she stands in front of her mirror.  

I’ll wait patiently on her bathmat when she showers and she keeps the door cracked for me if I get hungry and need a snack while waiting for her. She takes me on walks every day and some times Granny comes too.  We always go to a dog park so mom and Granny can talk.  

I’m glad Granny likes mom.  I like her too. 

Today I’m going to mom’s house.  She’s got my bag on her shoulder and my leash in her hands.  I dance around her feet as she tells me to stay still and she shuts her fist.  “Sit,” she says and I can’t disobey my mom! I sit and patiently wait for her to hook me up.  She hugs Granny and I bark at her to tell her bye bye too.  

Now, it’s off to mom’s house!

I love walks, but today I got to take a car ride in mom’s car.  She drove me all the way to her house as I looked out the window in the seat next to her.  She would pat me occasionally and talk to me about some stuff that voice in the car says.  She’d hold my chest and make sure I never fell off the seat when the car stopped or started again.  

Mom is very caring. 

It’s afternoon now and after my nap, I wanted to play.  Mom was at her computer.  Maybe she was busy?  I hopped up and walked off my bed as I went to her feet.  I placed my paw on her foot as she looked down at me and smiled.  She pushed her chair back and picked me up.  I sat on her chest now as I watched her computer.  I don’t know what she was doing, but it looked fun!

Soon, she stopped and picked me up again before putting me on the floor and stretched.  I grabbed a tug rope and dragged it back to her.  

“Oh, wanna play do you?” She asked me.  I dropped it momentarily to bark at her before I picked it up again.  Mom grabbed the other side and sat on the floor.  Now, the game was on as the tug of war began!

I’m very strong, I always win against mom.  Dad never lets me win, but mom is very fair when playing tug of war.  She’s always very tired after a tug game so I know I’m stronger than her.  She always laughs at me too, she’s very proud of my strength. 

Mom made a small dinner tonight.  I saw mac and cheese and some salad on her plate.  She sat at the coffee table so I could sit beside her as I ate my own food.  Though, she did share her mac and cheese with me.  

I pranced at her heels as she walked around the house, tidying up and sweeping.  The broom was scary so I barked at it.  Trotting at her heels again, she goes into her room and into the bathroom to shower.  I lay on her bathmat again. 

At night, she always puts on dad’s shirt.  He doesn’t live with mom, but a lot of his clothes are here.  She has a drawer of dad’s clothes for his sleepovers.  She wears one of his t-shirts tonight.  Mom is walking around her room as I lay on dad’s side of the bed waiting for her.  

Her phone is beside me and it started ringing, scaring me as I jumped up and nosed at the screen.  It was a picture of dad.  I barked at it as mom pat my head and started talking.  She smiled as she walked around her room.  

Dad and mom talk a lot on the phone when they can.  Dad is still very busy, but he loves mom so I’m happy.  I love mom too.  

“Tannie, say hi to daddy,” mom tells me.  I yip lightly and I can hear dad laughing and cooing on the phone.  Tilting my head in confusion, I still want to know how I can’t touch him through that thing! 

Mom and dad say goodbye to each other and soon mom is in bed with me, her phone away and the lights off.  She’s sleeping now as I look at her.  I get up and move closer to her and lick her chin before laying by her chest and falling asleep.  

In the morning, I stretch.  Mom has a big background with a fence all around it.  She even had a doggy door for me.  I always like going outside in the morning.  It’s warm and when it rains, there are all sorts of puddles to play in.  Mom doesn’t let me inside without wiping me off though when it’s wet. I get too dirty. 

I’m outside for a long time.  Chasing birds and yipping at squirrels are threatening to knock over mom’s hanging bells.  I like to sit in the sun and I decided to go back inside for some water.  I hear mom awake now too, so I have to say good morning.  

“Good morning, Tan.”  I yip back at mom, happy as she sets down a small plate of my food.  I chew and much on my breakfast as mom sits on the floor with me as she eats a piece of crunchy bread with peanut butter.  That stuff makes my chops sticky. 

It’s very early when mom and I heard the doorbell ring.  I hope off the couch and start yapping.  I stop when mom tells me to though.  She tells me to stay on the couch, so I lay down- but I’m ready to call when she needs me.  

I’m not very patient though.  She’s gone for a moment when I get off the couch.  Maybe the mailman is back again?  He visits almost every time I’m with mom.  He’s very nice and always gives me treats. 

Mom is hugging someone.  Someone very tall and very happy.  He’s swinging mom around from her toes as they both laugh.  I sniff and I know that human anywhere.  

I bark.  Once, twice and a third time.  

They let go of each other as mom looks at me and I see dad! 

“Tannie!” He cheers as he kneels and claps his hands in front of his knees. I race to him as I pounce my paws off his knees, knocking him to his butt.  I crawl into his lap and place my paws on his chest as I lick at his chin.  He laughs as he pets me.  “I missed you too buddy!” He rubbed his face into my fur. 

Dad picks me up and stands so I can see mom’s face clearly.  I sniff at her as she pet’s me and scratches my head.  Mom’s scratches always feel better than dad’s. 

I sit content in dad’s arms as he talks to mom for a while.  Dad carries me into the kitchen then back into the living room where we all sit on the couch. Mom is very close to dad. I lay on dad’s lap for a while as he puts his arms around mom.  

Mom pets my head again as dad kissed her cheek.  I wanted to kiss mom too, so I got up and licked at the same cheek dad kissed.  Dad pouted at me. 

“Did you replace my kiss on mommy?” I yip at him because I love mom too.  “Don’t talk to your dad like that!” He teased as he ruffled my fur and I barked at him again, sitting on mom’s lap. 

“I’m just his favorite,” mom said. I barked. “See?” 

“Ouch,” dad laughed.  He said ouch, but he wasn’t hurt because he was laughing.  Dad kissed mom’s forehead as she put her head on his shoulder.  I lay across mom’s lap and put my head on dad’s thigh.  It was quiet in mom’s house this morning with dad’s unexpected visit.  

My name is Yeontan.  I have two human parents and I love them both very much. My dad is Taehyung and he is a very good singer and a very good dad.  My mom is Y/n and she’s very nice and very fun to play with.  

It wasn’t every day that you got to travel to the UK; while you loved your job as a makeup artist, most of your jobs kept you in the United States. You were somewhat thankful as that it allowed you to keep tabs on your parents as they got older and still maintain contact with your best friend and other extended family. But when you go the call to work with Tom Hiddleston you jumped at the chance.

But here you were, in London, staring at his home address on your smartphone, trying to match it up to the addresses in front of you. You seemed to be missing the obvious and kept pacing back and forth, trying to work it out. Your phone vibrated with an incoming text; you had to smile at the contact name you had saved.

Are you just going to keep walking by my house or are you going to come in?

You texted back a quick reply: It would be helpful if you could open the door, so I know where I’m going? ;-)

You saw the brown door to your left open a crack before his head popped out with a grin. You smiled and dragged your bag behind you as you approached.

“Thanks for saving me! For a second I thought I might be stuck in the ‘Mirror World’,” you joked.

“Not at all! Although Benedict might take some offense to the suggestion he’d do that to you,” Tom teased back. As if on cue, Benedict walked in from the kitchen. Your eyes widened a fraction, not expecting the other gentleman.

You looked down at your calendar. “Did I get the wrong date?” You frowned at the phone hoping you weren’t coming off as unprofessional as you felt. Yo heard a tiny giggle and turned to see a little boy staring at you with a grin just like his dad’s. You knelt down and offered him your hand. “Hey there little guy!” He took a finger and shook it saying “Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi!” You giggled and looked over at the couch where his mom, Sophie, was watching you with a cautious smile.

Tom blushed. “I may have asked them to come and keep an eye on you, I mean me!” He corrected as you smirked and arched an eyebrow. “I hope that’s ok?” Another little boy darted in from the kitchen, but hid behind his dad’s legs. You gave him a small wave before you straightened up.

‘“Ok if we don’t get started I’m going to be playing with kids all day,” you teased. “Not that I mind in the least!” You let Tom escort you upstairs to his bathroom and you got set to work, laying out all of your brushes. 

Tom shifted slightly on the closed toilet lid. “I’m getting warm in here,” he muttered.

You smirked at him. “Is there enough light in the kitchen?”

Tom nodded so you gathered up the brushes and makeup laying out while you shook your head in amusement. “Why do I feel I’m being set up here in some way?” you asked Tom. He smiled but offered no answer.

Benedict and his family were still in the living room when you came down. Tom took your things and carried them into the kitchen while the youngest immediately attacked your legs. “Uppy!” You picked him up and he tugged on your hair. “Pwetty!” You tickled him and he let go of your hair easily before either parent could intervene. The older one gave you a measured look before asking “Can I help you with Uncle Tom?”

You set down the little one while you gave… Kit a smile. “Of course! I could always use an assistant! How about… a quarter for every brush you touch?” You could see Benedict and Sophie both wave their hands but you smiled at them. “Then you can put it to your school things.”

The rest of the afternoon flew by. Kit was a big help and counted every time he touched a brush; when he got stuck you or Tom would give him the next number. Somewhere around 30 everyone stopped counting. Tom gazed in the mirror and chuckled at the bright pink eyeshadow and powder blue lipstick Kit had insisted on, while Hal the baby had insisted on “uppies” again and had brushed an intense pink blush on Tom. After the Cumberbatch family left, you helped Tom clean up his kitchen.

“How about dinner, to show my appreciation?” he offered with a timid smile.

You blushed and smiled back at him. “I’d like that; thank you!”

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