Surprised By Affection
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π Surprised By Affection
Brutus has always been the stoic one-alert, guarded, and convinced that affection is best kept at a safe distance. Lola, on the other paw, is pure sunshine: spontaneous, tender-hearted, and utterly unbothered by Brutus's gruff exterior. When a surprise lick on a quiet afternoon sends Brutus into a tailspin of confusion and flustered dignity, neither of them realizes it's the beginning of something deeper.
As Lola's gentle persistence meets Brutus's slow unraveling, the two navigate awkward moments, unexpected vulnerability, and the slow dance of trust. What starts as a comedic clash of personalities becomes a tender exploration of emotional safety, consent, and the courage to let someone in. Through shared walks, protective instincts, and the occasional stolen kiss, Brutus learns that love doesn't always announce itself-it sometimes arrives with a wag, a nuzzle, and a lick that rewrites everything.
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