#hoe4hemmo

The tall blond reads a few of the clipboards and will try to pet a few of them with slow hands. He feels you slip away and hears the clacking of clipboards against wire. Luke stares at the row of cages and realizes you’ve disappeared.

“Y/N, where’d you go?” He walks down the row of cages slowly when a whine diverts his attention. A small bulldog stares up at him with big eyes and Luke slips forward, reaching his hand out for the dog to sniff. On the flip of a dime, the dog snarls and lunges against the cage, Luke falling backwards and onto his ass. He hears footsteps rush across the room and smiles sheepishly at you.

“I think you forgot to read the signs again baby.” Luke blushes as you lift him from the floor. “I spotted a cute pup over this way. I think Piggy would like her.” Luke perks up and nods, letting you guide him to a set of smaller cages. “This is Amber, Luke,” Luke’s whole body lights up and he reaches his fingers towards the cage. You swat his hands away and he pouts at you, “Stop putting your hands in kennels you’re gonna scare the dogs.” Luke pulls his hands against his chest as you watch the small dog sleep. “Can you go ask if we can take her out?” He looks into your pleading eyes and stumbles off to go find one of the volunteer’s to help you two. You stick your fingers in the cage and pet the fluffy golden fur.

When you hear Luke’s footsteps you remove your fingers from the cage and smile innocently at your boyfriend. Luke’s eyebrows quirk up like he knows what you were doing but he doesn’t comment on it. The volunteer guides you two to a play pen where they set the pup inside before letting you both in. Amber blinks her sleepy eyes up at you as you sit inside the pen. Luke takes his time settling down, careful to not crush you or the pup.

Amber waddles over to you, sniffing your outstretched hand and sneezing slightly. Luke coos as she climbs into your lap and settles between your legs. You pet her slowly and Luke grabs her clipboard. His blue eyes scan the document, looking between the clipboard and you. “She’s fourteen weeks old, Y/N.” Luke’s voice cracks with fondness as he stares at you cuddling the mixed breed puppy. “Can I pet her?”

“Baby I’m not gonna hoard the dog from you, come here.” You laugh as Luke scoots over, leaving the clipboard behind to rub his hand behind Amber’s ears. She yawns, resting her head on your thigh. “Oh my god she’s adorable.”

“She’s just as much of a cuddle bug as Piggy.”

“She’s as much of a cuddle bug as you.” Luke scoffs but he rests his head on your shoulder and molds himself into your side. “Can we get her Luke? Petunia’s going to love her so, so much I can feel it.”

“Yea, yes, she’s already attached to you. How are you this good with dogs?” You turn your face to see Luke’s, his eyebrows are arched up and his mouth is open in awe. Your cheeks blush and you realize Luke doesn’t know he’s staring so fondly at you.

A volunteer passes by and you stop them. “Can we get the adoption forms for Amber? We’re really taken with her.” The volunteer steps away to go retrieve the forms and you press a kiss to Luke’s cheek. He smiles shyly and ducks his head. “You’re so cute when you’re shy.”

“Stop it,” Luke whines playfully, his fingers brushing over the pup’s fur. You’re both still entranced by the puppy when the volunteer comes back with the forms. Luke takes them and breaks away from petting Amber to fill them out. It’s almost the exact same process as when he got Petunia so it’s fairly easy for him to fill the forms out. “You know it’s gonna take a week to process this right darling?” You nod with a pout and pet Amber a few more times before the volunteer worker takes her back.

X-X-X

You properly splurge out on puppy gear, which is a bit of a problem since Luke already has tons of things for Petunia. But you want Amber to have her own things so you order as much as you please for your new puppy.

Luke is in the studio when you pick Amber up from the shelter. You watch the reddish and white puppy hoist herself onto her hind legs to stare out the window as you drive through the L.A traffic. You carry her in the elevator, slightly scared of her getting squished between the doors. “Petunia, come here Piggy!” You hold Amber in your arms even when the puppy squirms. Petunia ambles in, staring up at you and sitting down, pawing at your leg. You laugh quietly and sit on the floor, keeping Amber close to you. She wiggles her way out of your arms and as you scramble to grab her she runs forward and eagerly investigates Petunia. The older dog looks unimpressed at Amber’s curiosity and flops onto her stomach. You smile as Amber lays next to Petunia and cuddles into her side. Petunia is seemingly unfazed by this but turns her body a minute later to cuddle and rest her head on Amber’s small body.

You leave the dogs after watching them for a minute to make sure there will be no outbursts. You turn on the oven and pull out a pizza crust, getting out the ingredients to make pizza for you and Luke.

He walks into the apartment and inhales as he looks around. You’re just taking the pizza out of the oven and he looks down at Petunia. He silently gasps seeing Amber cuddled up with her. “You didn’t tell me you went and got her!” Luke whisper-shouts at you, kneeling down to pet the dogs. “I would have gone with you!”

“I didn’t want to tear you away from your work. Besides, we needed some girl time.” Luke pouts and stands up, going to slot your lips together gently. You hum against his lips, removing your oven mitts so you can hold his cheeks. Luke brushes his hands against your hips, holding you in place while he moves his lips against yours. “You gotta let me cut the pizza,” You murmur when Luke begins to press kisses to your neck.

“You can cut the pizza while I kiss you,” you roll your eyes at your clingy boyfriend but let him wrap himself around your body while you cut the pizza into even slices. Luke tries to steal a slice off the tray and you swat his grubby hands away. He kisses the sweet spot on your neck in apology. “Can we post a picture of Amber to introduce her to the family?”

“I don’t see why not Lu. But stop kissing my neck cause you’re gonna get too excited and leave a mark.” Luke scoffs against your neck and pulls away, getting his phone out. “We’re gonna take it while the pizza cools?”

“Yea, that way I can turn my phone off for the night once I post it.” Luke nudges you towards the bedroom, picking up Amber after coaxing her away from Petunia. “Sit criss-cross applesauce and hold your arms out.” Luke places Amber in your open arms, “Can you bring her close to your face and like, touch noses?”

“Yes photographer Hemmings,” you tease as you bring Amber to your face, pressing your noses together while smiling widely. You then bring her to your chest and hold her like a baby, puckering your lips as she lifts her paws towards you.

Luke cracks a grin and posts both pictures together while you let Amber slip to the floor and back to Petunia’s side. “I think I deserve kisses for being your photographer,” you roll your eyes and pull Luke towards you by his shirt, his lips molding clumsily against yours. Luke props himself up over you, humming and smiling against your lips.