Judar Scenarios and One Shots

Puppy?

Summary:

anonymous asked:

Could you please write a scenario with Judar's s/o bringing Home a puppy and trying to hide it but He finds Out anyways? Funny/fluffy ~ thanks! <3

rating - 'e', some cursing

"You look really guilty. What's going on?"

Judar narrowed his eyes at his lover as they sat on the bed, nervously fiddling with the sheets. They gave a small jump as he spoke, looking over at him. He was currently standing on the other side of the room, getting undressed for the end of the day. Clearing their throat, they waved a hand at him dismissively. "What are you talking about? I'm not guilty about anything!" With an irritated grumble, Judar began to make his way over.

He had only just arrived back to their room a few minutes before, but he could tell something was off. They didn't get up from the bed to great him, nor did they have his night clothes ready for him, which was something he had grown used to. Stopping by the edge of the bed, he pulled his hair over his shoulder, pulling it loose at the end. "I don't believe you. You're acting weird." Their face flushing, they moved a pillow to cover their lap, hiding it form his view. "I-I don't know what you mean, Judar! Everything is fine, totally normal!"

Tugging his hair loose at the base of his skull, Judar took a moment to scratch his scalp in that area. The feeling of his hair releasing was always pleasurable, and it eased his grumpiness, even if just slightly. "I don't believe you. You'd better tell me." Face flushed, they glanced around nervously, still trying very hard to hide their lap from his view. "I wasn't expecting you to be back so early tonight..." Starting to become annoyed, Judar sighed and flopped to lay down on his stomach. "I don't have the energy for your games toni-"

He was interrupted by the sound of a tiny, squeaky yelp. The sound made his eyes shoot open and look to his lover, noticing them on the verge of panicking. He sat up on his elbows, glowering at them. "You have five seconds to tell me what that was, or I'm going to make you. One-"

"W-wait, Judar, please-"

"Two-"

"It was completely on impulse, you know me-"

"Three-"

"I just couldn't help it, he's just so adorable-"

"Four!"

"Okay, okay!" They removed the pillow from their lap, though the sheet was still in place. Judar's glare moved to look, instantly becoming confused at the small movement under the sheets. Curious, he gripped the sheets and pulled them out of the way to reveal their lap and the small form of an incredibly small puppy. Judar grimaced at the sight, immediately groaning loudly in distaste as he hid his face in the bed. His lover sighed, shifting nervously in their spot as the tiny black puppy began to fumble its way across the bed.

"I'm sorry, Judar. I found it on the street and... I just couldn't leave it."

Judar sighed, lifting his head up to look at the tiny creature. It looked stupidly happy as it made its way towards him on wabbling legs, and he was sure that it wasn't more than a month or two old. As Judar sat back up on his elbows, the tiny dog stopped and yipped at him, only spiking Judar's irritation. "It doesn't like me." His gaze moved to his lover, noticing that they seemed quite down. He reached over past the little dog and placed a hand on their knee, gaining their attention.

"You're attatched to it?"

They nodded, almost on the verge of growing truly upset. "Are you going to make me get rid of him? I know I didn't ask, it was... impulsive." Judar stared up at them for a bit before his eyes moved back down to the small puppy, watching as it tugged at the blankets with it's mouth. "No, I'm not going to make you get rid of it. But if it- he shits on the bed, I'm gonna be pissed."