Pretty face, big heart.

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Asher x reader. My fluffy boy needs more fanfics.

Remember, request some of the underated skeles and I'll see what I can do!

If the pic is there, I flipped Asher's hair!

Listen to: Make you mine by Public. Its one of Asher's songs.

Enjoy!

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You turned over onto your side with a small smile, looking over to the boy next to you.

Asher, your boyfriend was a everything you could have asked for. Sweet, caring, protective, funny and dorky.

Asher was the sweetest. He always made sure you had everything you needed. Checked on you everyday, and even brought you take out during your monthly.

He snored next to you, lacking a shirt as always when he slept. His favorite flannel wrapped around your form.

He had one arm behind his head while his face was hidden behind his fluffy hair. His large fluff tail was dropped across your waist like a massive blanket.

Today was his day off. Normally he would go into work anyway, but you asked for him to stay home this time. And of course he agreed.

Claiming that you were far more important than work.

Besides, you both had plans today. Maybe you should wake him up before he sleeps in till eight again.

You sat up and started to shake his shoulder. "Ash, get up. We have stuff to do today."

He snorted and coughed on his hair before flipping it out of his face, his tired mismatched eyes locked with yours.

His orange one glowing a bit brighter then the blue one. "Mornin' baby. What time is it?" He asks.

You turn your head to check the alarm clock on the inn table. "Its three thirty."

"Aw fook. Darlin' ya let me sleep in again." He sits up quickly and stretched his arms with a few satisfying pops of his back.

"But you looked so pretty when you're asleep." You smile, sitting up yourself and rubbing the kinks out of your neck.

"Oh please, baby I look like fookin' Rapunzel. I need a hair brush." He chuckles, stepping out of the bed. "I'm gonna get in the shower, k?"

"Alright. I'm going to get dressed." You hop out of bed and slip on your slippers that looked like wolf paws.

Asher still found those creepy.

"See you in the kitchen." He waves to you as he steps out into the hallway with a stack of clothes in his arms.

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"Aww.. I don't get to see my big strong man with his uniform today." You playfully pout.

Asher snickers. "What's with you and that uniform?" He asks, patting your leg as he drove.

"It just hugs you in all the right places." You wink.

The werewolf's cheeks burn a deep orange. "You're dirty minded. Bad y/n, bad." He laughs, giving your leg a tap.

You shrug your shoulders with a laugh. "Shut up and drive."

"What are you, Rihanna?"

You elbow him in the ribs.

"Okay! Sorry!" Asher snorts.

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As the two of you walked through the mall, Asher carried at least twelve bags. You carried three while you walked beside him.

You both decided to take a break at the food court and get some lunch before hitting anymore stores.

You waited at a booth table with your shopping bags next to you while you waited on your poofy boyfriend to come back with your order.

While you looked through your social media, you felt an arm around your shoulder, and your smile fell when you noticed they didn't have those fluffy wolf ears you loved.

The guy was around your age, a human with dirty blonde hair.. It looked like he hadn't washed it in a good while.

"Can I help you?" You aso him with a frown and a furrowed brow.

His stupid smirk widens. "Hell yeah you can kitten, nice legs.. What time to they-"

"What the fookin' hell do ya think you're doin'?" You hear a growl.

The guy's eyes widen as he turns to look over his shoulder at the tall skeleton glaring daggers into him.

"Uh.. Is this your girl?"

"What the fook do you think you d*ckless fook? I suggest ya leave right now before I fookin' maul you." Asher warns, his fur standing on end, with his ears perked forward.

The dude seems taken back, but tries to stand up to the alpha wolf in front of him, who towered over him by at least three feet.

"D*ckless? Well you're a skeleton so I think the only one d*ckless is you. Let the girl be with her own kind-"

The guy is suddenly picked up by the throat and lifted high off the floor, Asher's blue eye burned holes into the mans face.

"I'll have you know she wouldn't want a puny thing like you anywhere near her. If you don't leave now, I will arrest you." Asher growls, moving his flannel to reveal his badge.

"Oh shit- you're a cop!?"

Asher drops him on the floor and stands over him with his arms crossed. "Get out. I'll give you the count to five. One."

Your boyfriend doesn't even have to continue, before the jerk runs off like a bat out of hell.

Your eyes widen in awe at your wolfie boyfriend. He turns to you with a sweet smile, like nothing happened. "I got your favorite sweetheart." He sits across from you and slides your food to you.

He held your hand over the table while the two of you ate.

"Thanks Ash, that guy was a creep."

"It was nothing darlin'. We've already got Fang and Romeo, we don't need anymore pervs." He chuckles.

"Agreed." You giggle along with him.

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Finally back home, You laid on the couch with your head in Asher's lap.

He flipped through channels before just deciding on some low budget SciFi film.

His free hand ran through your hair. "I think I'm gonna make us some popcorn."

You sit up and move to the side so he can stand up when he wants to. Then you think back to the guy at the mall...

"Asher.. Was that guy right? About you being.. Um.."

Asher stood up off the couch and propped a hand on his hip. "What? Me not having 'parts'? Why ya wanna see?"

Your eyes widen as your cheeks flush. "W-what n-no!- i-"

He laughs. "Oh sweets you should've seen your face! Ah that's rich. But, maybe I do, maybe I don't. You're not gonna find out until I get a ring on this finger."

He twirls on his heel and walks to the kitchen, leaving you flustered and embarrassed in the living room.

All you can hear is his laughter and the humming of the microwave.

End! I hope you enjoyed!

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