#serving tea

Yerin Ha and Luke Thompson share a behind the scenes moment from Bridgerton 04x04 An Offer From a Gentleman.

"Your loyal companion." - Warnings! Fear of parental disapproval, scenting, animalistic tendencies, secret relationship, sneaking around, lying, anxiety, and overthinking!

"Thought you were a sly dog?" - Warnings! Exposed, secret relationship, fear of parental disappointment, animalistic qualities, anxiety, chaos, angst, drama, and hurt/comfort!

"Doggy Habits and Pesky Insects." - Warnings! licking, nipping, biting, dog-like behavior, flirting/teasing, implied suggestive thoughts, and characters yelling!

"Hinata's great with the puppies, no?" - Warnings! Suggestive themes, fantasies, daydream, fade to black, hurt/comfort, mourning, anxiety, animalistic tendencies, biting, OC's, and OOC!!

"A peek into Their Future." - Warnings! Future fic, fade to black, suggestive themes, discussions of conception, marriage, scenting/claiming, OC's, biting, family issues, overthinking, worry, fear, animalistic qualities, and OOC!!

"Half Inuzuka and half Hyuuga." - Warnings! Sequel future fic, suggestive themes, fade to black, scenting/claiming, marriage, negative tests, pregnancy, family issues, worry, overthinking, anxiety, time skips, clan fueds, OC's, and OOC!!

"I trust you, Hinata." - Warnings! Anger, secret relationship, lying, hurt/comfort, angst, drama, clan issues, parental disapproval, grief, anger, relationship discussions, anxiety, worry, fear, complicated relationships, and OOC!!

"Memories that I love." - Warnings! Future fic, OC's, grief, hurt/comfort, teasing, past jealousy, marriage, pregnancy, and OOC!!

I hope you all enjoy! Have a blessed one!! :D

OC's! Descriptions of the children!

Sekiro Inuzuka, age eleven, inherited the Byakugan eyes. He has brunette hair (darker than Kiba's) with olive skin, fangs, and bears the Inuzuka red markings.

Hoshi Inuzuka, age seven, has the distinctive narrow eyes of the Inuzuka, with sun-kissed tanned skin like Kiba, indigo hair, fangs, and the Inuzuka markings.

Sumire Inuzuka, age four, inherited the byakugan, brunette hair in a pixie cut (not as short as Hinata's was), beige skin tone ( Hinata's paler), fangs, and the Inuzuka markings.

A writing exchange for @laffy-taffy-creations! Hope you like it! Also, big thanks to @creweemmaeec11 for helping me write this!

The prompt was as follows:

Set up: Whumpee who is currently staying with Caretaker after being rescued from a place they were used as a servant, every month Whumpee has a breakdown about 'not being used like they're meant to be' (thanks to brainwashing) and each month Caretaker promises to try but never does because they can't imagine ever asking anything of Whumpee.

Prompt: "Master/Mistress, you say this every time... *Let me do something for you*..."

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“Whumpee, what’s wrong?” Caretaker asked.

Whumpee tried to maintain their composure, but they let out a choked sob anyway. They stood in front of Caretaker with their head down, unable to look them in they eye. Caretaker got up out of their armchair and approached Whumpee, concern etched into their features. They wanted to hug them, but they refrained, knowing Whumpee wouldn’t know how to receive it.

“You s-still won’t use me like I’m meant to be!” Whumpee cried.

Caretaker bit their lip.

“I promise I’ll try-”

“You say that every time!” Whumpee blurted, then gasped.

Whumpee withdrew into themselves, frightened that they had interrupted their master. When they spoke again, it was much quieter.

“Let me do something for you, Master…”

Caretaker’s face fell. Whumpee sounded so… desperate. The last thing they wanted to do was feed into their conditioning, but…

“Okay, Whumpee, can you- can you bring me a… can you bring me a cup of tea?”

Whumpee blinked, looking up. Their face brightened as they nodded quickly. They practically ran to the kitchen to make Caretaker’s tea. Caretaker sighed, settling back into their armchair and burying their face in their hands.

Whumpee returned a few minutes later with a cup of tea in their hands. They handed it to Caretaker.

“Thank you, Whumpee,” Caretaker said quietly, “there’s something else I’d like you to do for me…”

“Of course, Master! Anything.”

“One, like I’ve been telling you, you can call me Caretaker, I’m not your master,” Caretaker said, “two, I want you to bring me another cup, empty this time.”

“Empty? O-of course, Mas- Caretaker, I’ll be right back.”

Whumpee left and returned with an empty teacup. Caretaker took it and poured half of their tea into it. Whumpee tilted their head, puzzled. Caretaker handed the second cup back to Whumpee.

“I don’t understand, M- Caretaker,” Whumpee said.

“It’s for you to drink,” Caretaker explained.

“Oh, Caretaker, I couldn’t-”

“Answer this for me, and be honest, do you not like tea?”

“Oh, I love it, but-”

“Would you not enjoy drinking it?”

“I would enjoy it-”

“Then that’s all there is to it,” Caretaker said with a soft smile, “that’s your tea, and you should drink it. Just like you have your room, and your freedom to do what you want. You don’t need permission from me, and you don’t have to do everything for me.”

Whumpee looked quite conflicted. It was as if Caretaker was speaking a foreign language to them. Hesitantly, they took a sip of the tea. They looked to Caretaker for reassurance.

“It’s alright,” Caretaker said, “no one’s going to punish you. Sit down.”

Caretaker gestured to the other armchair. Whumpee looked horrified.

“Whumpee, this is your home too, you can sit where you want.”

Whumpee gulped, and very gingerly sat down in the soft seat. When nothing bad happened, Whumpee relaxed just a tiny bit.

“There, see?” Caretaker said, “I know it’s hard, but you’ll get used to it, I promise.”

Whumpee nodded, then took another sip of tea. Caretaker held back the urge to cheer.

“Good job,” Caretaker said instead, “it’s good, isn’t it?”

Whumpee nodded with a small smile, taking another sip of their tea. This was the most progress they had made in months. One day, they’d be fully recovered, and wouldn’t feel the need to ask permission for anything or become subservient to a master. Caretaker eagerly awaited that day.

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