You're both at home, doing your own thing. You're sprawled across his lap (his favorite place for you to be in), reading a book, on your phone, what have you. Then you hear the softest pitter-patter of footsteps, along with the subtlest click of claws. You turn over, and knowing how much it irks him when you bring your actual dog around, you begin calling for it.
Just not in the way he expected.
"Ruff!"
Valko straightens up, almost standing to attention if you weren't on his lap, ears raised in alert.
"Woof!" there it is again, and to his shock and awe, that damned mutt actually comes forward, responding to you like you're sunlight manifested. Well, if one had to ask Valko himself, you probably are.
He waits until you've gathered the little furball into your arms, cooing and petting it like he isn't right there. Though along with his annoyance, there's an amusement swimming in his eyes, glinting.
"Maybe you should get your own pair of fluffy ears," he jests, cutting through your baby-talk of your dog, who in turn begins to whine and bump his head against yours when you turn your attention to Valko.
Red begins to overtake your complexion when you realize what you've just done, sputtering like an engine before you quietly grumble for him to shut up.
🌷 NOTES FROM THE AUTHOR
Had this idea after I almost embarrassed myself in public because I've gotten so used to barking for my dog at home 😶🌫️
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