A Collection of Heartstopper Oneshots

A Good Boy's Journey - brbrbeatrice

AN: this one is a bit different but it was too vuye to not include here.

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Summary:

Sam is a very good boy, who has an unexpected adventure. Will his dads, Nick and Charlie, find him? Or will he have to find his own way home?

Dog POV

2nd chapter to be posted soon, it will be an art post.
Notes:

For justanotherheartstopperfan.
TW Pugs.

Chapter 2 will be posted in like 12 hours or so. It will be an art post! <3

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to JUSTANOTHERHEARTSTOPPERFAN who is one of the sweetest, most cutie sweetie baby people that has ever lived. She was one of my very first fandom friends. And is so deserving of every good thing in the entire world. I hope your birthday is as amazing as you are!

Please enjoy this fic told from the POV of your sweet baby, Sam. <3

Thank you so much to D4D for the very speedy beta read!! You're the best!
And thank you to my other friends who helped with my panic brainstorm including: waveofyou; kingdomfaraway; loveinisolation; and Tolgrim. I can't recall what of your suggestions I used and what are my own. But there's a little bit of each of their brains sprinkled in here. But not in a sweeney todd way, in like a metaphorical way.
Chapter 1

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text
Hi! My name is Sam. I love long walks, hiking, butterflies, snow, running, and adventure, my absolute favorite thing is spending time with my two favorite people that have ever lived, my two dads. Everything is perfect when they're around. It's scary when they leave sometimes, but they always come back, even when it doesn't feel like they will.

Every night, I sleep with them. They got me my own bed but I didn't like it. I missed them soooo much. Finally, my daddy Charlie noticed how lonely I was and now I get to sleep right next to him and Papa Nick every single night. Well, almost every night...sometimes I hear them breathing heavy and making noise and they make me stay in the living room even though they know it makes me sad. But sometimes they open the door if I scratch at it. And they let me in after they're done breathing. I don't know what they do, but they seem so tired and smell funny after. I wish they wouldn't close the door on me in the first place.

My dads get me things all the time that I don't want. Sometimes they come home with things that squeak and they throw them. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. But it seems to make them sad when they throw the ball. I don't know why they keep trying.

Every morning, Daddy Charlie lets me into the back garden. Every morning, I sniff into the grass looking for something interesting I can roll around in. After I finish my patrol of the garden to check for intruders or any new smells, I sit at the fence to watch the street. Sometimes people walk by and give me smiles or pets. I love it when that happens.

But, when another dog passes by, I don't like it one bit. What if they tried to come into MY garden or be mean to my dads? I don't trust other dogs, not at all. And as the head Good Boy of the garden it's my job to make sure everyone stays safe. So when another dog passes by I make sure they know that I mean business. I bare my teeth, growl, and sometimes even do my biggest bark. Which is hard, it makes my chest rattle, and sometimes my throat is sore. But it's worth it to keep my dads safe.

A couple of times, I found a hole in the fence, and I made my way out of the garden to chase the intruders away. Papa Nick was so upset when he found me, he cried and cried and hugged me and kissed my head over and over and that night when I cuddled them in bed Daddy Charlie did the same. It was nice. After that, they patched all the holes in the fence. I can't chase the intruders away any more but that's okay, I think my bark is pretty impressive.