Jongin holds the small puppy in front of his eyes, frowning at the small bundle of for that could almost fit in the palm of his hand. "What is this?" He moves the animal side to side, inspecting it. "Is it a rat?" As if it was offended, the puppy starts barking, little squeaks and non-threatening growls as you chuckle before taking the puppy away from him and kissing its nose.
"No, it's a poodle," Jongin scoffs, poking the puppy and it tries to bite him. "Careful, he's teething so we need to make sure he doesn't learn to chew on things." The puppy doesn't seem to like its pseudo-father and begins barking again which only annoys Jongin; curling his lips back, the shirtless demon's eyes turn black before he lets out a low bark of his own which causes the puppy to tinkle and shake in fear. You click your tongue, holding the pup in the crook of your arm, "Jongin! That's not very nice."
"He started it," your incubus boyfriend shrugs, disinterested in the new addition as he walks away and heads for the bathroom. You had interrupted his shower and now he's going to sulk because you interrupted it and won't join him because of that mongrel you brought home.
When Jongin is in bed, eagerly waiting for you, you are in the process of getting ready for bed too, until the phone rings and you sigh because it's your boss. "She wants me to go in, there's been an emergency." You know Jongin doesn't care about the emergency, humans die every day but he does care that he was ready to have you in bed and now he has to wait. "Don't look at me like that," you quickly change into your clothes before running out the door, "and make sure Monggu doesn't wander around the house." You call out after you which has Jongin groaning.
Why should he look after that runt when you were the one who wanted it?
You finally enter your home, the night still young but you know that Jongin would be asleep because you're not home. You used to worry about him going out when he's...horny, which is constantly but you don't worry too much now - especially when you can hear the television in the room still on.
Trying to be as quiet as you can be, you can't help your heart swelling as you see the sight before you. One of Jongin's legs are hanging out of the side of the bed, the blankets pushed down to his waist and one arm above his head while the other is on your side of the bed. This is typical Jongin sleeping but there is something new to it - the little poodle that is curled up on Jongin's toned abdomen, sleeping soundly along with the snoring incubus.
It didn't take long for him to warm up to the animal and you suspect - he'll want more soon.
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Drabble Collection #2
FanfictionVarious drabbles collected from my Tumblr. May contain various drabbles if it follows a particular story arc/muse drabbles. Titles will contain: idol, group, au, M for mature Note: I no longer write mature themes for Kim Jongdae, anything mature is...