4 twilight: Braking Dawn Part 1&2 Jake X Male Oc

Chapter 3

"Onxy, what would you think about getting a new sibling?" Valentine asked the almost two year old dog. Onyx barked, his tail thumping loudly.

"I know, but daddy doesn't think it a good idea." Valentine said, eyes forlorn. Onyx took notice and wimpered loudly, shoving his big head on Valentine thigh. As if practice, they both turned to Jake with big, sad eyes.

"You can't get another pet Val. You have Onxy and you took Vasco in. We don't even have a house." Jake explained as he fried chicken and French fries. He had a apron that said 'don't be fooled, I have no idea what I'm doing.'

"I can get us a house if that's what your worries about." Valentine shrugged like it was nothing. Jake glance at him. "And how would you do that?" He asked, not rudely, just curious.

"This rich guys daughter I saved from almost being drugged owes me." Valentine says and Jake's eyes widened.

"I don't think saving some from being drugged is transactions." Jake says and that makes Valentine laughed.

"Normally no, but this guy thought I did something to his baby girl and sock me in the face. She had to explain what happened and now he feels guilty and say if I need anything just call." Valentine explained, shrugging his sholders like it was no big deal.

"He... hit you?" Jake anger rose and Valentine stiffed in his urge to laugh.

"Yeah, but that done and over with. If you want a house I can call him, I'm ninety-nine percent sure he'd do it. If not I'll find a job and we can get a apartment. You still have a year left in school right?" Valentine asked. The way he'd just planned everything out like it was really that simple made Jake's belly warm.

He gave a huge dumb kind of smile that said 'I'm so stupidity in love with you, before be answered, "Yeah."

"Ok, cool. I'm still gonna get a job though." Valentine said, petting Onyx's dark fur.

"What are you gonna do?"

"Tattoos maybe, I can see myself doing that." Valentine shrugged his sholder. "But I want to do something, I'm gonna be alive for fucks knows how long, I might as well make a fortune young." Valentine explained.

Jake let out a fond sigh before he said, "not to big." Valentine didn't have to ask to know he meant the house.

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"I said not too big." Jake said as he gaped open mouth at the one story house. It was kinda big, but Mr. Kim wouldn't back down when Valentine had said he liked the yard space. Valentine promised to pay the proud man back which lead to a whole conversation about how he wouldn't let him as it was his choice and how he wouldn't be able to sleep at night. Mr. Kim was really good at guilt tripping Valentine.

"I like the yard." Valentine said. The house was a open concept with 5 bedrooms, and 4 bathrooms. It had a study, with a too big kitchen and living area. The garage was large, perfect for Jake to continue to rebuild old cars and make them shine. The house was fully furnished in a cozy modern kinda way. Honestly, if Valentine didn't know how costly it must have been, he wouldn't even be second guessing.

"You like it through?" Valentine asked, because no matter what, that was the most important thing. Jake turned those pretty dark brown eyes on him.

"Yeah. I like it." He admitted, looking at the house like he was already half in love.

"So where getting a new dog?" Valentine asked, a sly smile on his face.

"Why do you want so many dogs?" Jake asked, exasperated. Valentine looking at him like it was obvious.

"Because my goal in life is to become a dog lady."

"Ah yes, I can see it know. You in a old green dress with ten dog bowls, one angry cat, and miles of fur." Jake mused.

"The perfect life." Valentine agreed. They where quite for exactly two seconds before they burts out laughing. When they settled down, Valentine looked at Jake.

"What kinda dog go you even want?" Jake asked and Valentine looked at him with a big grin.

"A newfoundland, spelled found but sound like fin." Valentine informed and Jake looked horrified.

"What?" Valentine asked.

"I absolutely hate the human language." He said and Valentine readily agreed.

"Who do that look?" And Valentine explained in great detail how big and fluffy they where. Uselessly a dark color but can come in difficult splotches of white.

"You do know the dog salon bill will cost a fortune,don't you?" Jake asked with a raised eyebrow. Valentine waved his hand, dismissing it altogether.

"Nah, I can buy the stuff and sit down once a week and do it. When I was fourteen, Izzy, she dead of old age was a fur baby. I'd take her a bathe, come her up, blow dry her after she shook herself off, and cleaned up the mess. I did it about three time a month only because mom insisted on a professional, but it was actually really therapeutic for me." Valentine explained, and Jake let out a plaintive sigh.

"Ok, I feel like you manipulating me, so what a down side?" Jake asked.

"Umm, drool I guess. But you drool in you sleep so I don't really mind it. But fuck down side, there really calm and patintent. Eazy to train, happy to set around, good in cold weather, good with other animals and kids, friends and loyal, and looks intimidating as hell." Valentine rattled of, and for the passion along Jake knew he'd cracked open like a cooked crab.

"How about a deal?" Jake asked.

"Ok, I was on the debate team in middle school. Shoot." Valentine agreed.

"You get a job, and will get the newfoundland."

"Code name newfie." Valentine quipped.

"Why is that so adorable?" Jake asked.

"Wounder of the world, but I accept." Valentine shook his had before rising his handand they shook on it. Jake shivered, before narrowing his eyes at Valentine.

"What did you do?" Jake questioned suspiciously.

"I made a blood outh, minuses the blood of course. Meaning if you or I break the deal, then zaps of pain untill it completed." Valentine informed.

"You brat." Jake growled with no real heat. Valentine smiled big and bright and Jake knew he would give him anything he wanted.

Even if it was ten dogs.