Pug life ♛ Lirry / ziall a.u (bxb)

Prologue

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"Liam, could you kindly walk Dean around the neighbourhood after you finish eating your lunch?" Karen, Liam's mom, asked kindly as she continued to wash the plates on the sink.

"Yes, mum.." Liam obediently agreed with no hesitation as he grabbed his now empty plate and put it gently on the other side of the sink so his mum could wash it too. "That was fast.." She chuckled.

The 14 yr. old lad smiled warmly as his mom planted a light kiss on his cheek. "His leash is on the couch." Karen spoke up before turning around to finish her chore. Liam walked to the couch and grabbed the bright-red leash with white stripes on it and went outside. Before going to the doghouse he and his father built long ago, he took a look at his clothes to see if he was presentable enough to even go outside.

The responsible lad wore a simple shirt that reached his hips and a pair of blue jeans. Liam wasn't very keen on fashion, as long as he has something to wear, he's fine. After all, what matters is the inside.

He wore simple flip-flops that were a bit worn down but nevertheless, still fits. Walking to the dog house, he took a peek and saw Dean, his precious dog, sleeping soundly like a baby. He was still small, about 7 months.

"Deanie, it's time for a walk.." Liam whispered with a smile on his face. He absolutely find the view of his dog sleeping quite adorable and pleasing. Dean slowly opened his eyes and stood up then ran to Liam's leg and immediately grabbed ahold of it. The lad found it funny.

"I know, I missed you too.." He cooed and connected the leash to Dean's collar then ruffled his fur. They were all set to go.

Liam walked his dog proudly as he passed different houses. Some of the people would say 'hi' and ask what kind of dog Dean was and he would simply say 'a Golden Retriever'. People in his neighborhood had few dogs and some don't even walk them so Liam and Dean were pretty much insta-stars at the moment.

After Dean peed on the sidewalk, Liam thought that they were far enough and needed to walk back home. Just as he looked at his side, he was standing in front of a large house with a dark black gate surrounding it. The caramel-coloured hair lad recognized it as the house that his mom and her friend were talking about yesterday in the house as he watched tv. This was the biggest house in the neighborhood so gossips were everywhere.

"It's more like a mansion, right Deanie?" Liam whispered to his dog as he slowly touched the gate. It's dark paint was alluring but very elegant. Rumours were that some old guy was living here. Others say that he always went outside while driving a black BMW.

The lad shook off the thought as he smelt something horrible. He looked at Dean who was innocently looking back and beside him was a large, brown poo. Yes, poo.

Liam panicked. Dean had just dropped a load in front of the rich man's gate. And worst of all, Liam had forgot to bring a plastic or at least a garbage bag to scoop it up! The lad calculated in his mind on how much time will cost him to go back and bring a paper bag then go here again.

In the middle of thinking, a man in his twenties stood behind the gate, looking at Liam and then at the load.