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chocolatemillkk · 6 years ago

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Fan Club (BL)

Request: Byron surprise their girlfriend with a puppy because their girlfriend has just been kinda having a horrible month and could really use something to cheer them up?

Byron sat with his girlfriend, her head on his lap as he gently massaged her scalp.

"I'm sorry we haven't had much time together babe." Y/N turns to lay on her back, looking up at Byron with a sad look. "It's just been the shittiest month."

"It's fine, I understand," Byron says and he really did. Y/N's job recently got new management who were keen on firing the dead weight in the office which put extra pressure on Y/N to work harder. The extra pressure meant Y/N fell sick for a good chunk of the month and vowed to not kiss Byron lest he get sick too so they both suffered from that.

On top of all of that, her lease for her flat didn't get renewed for the year which meant she was soon-to-be homeless even though Byron insisted that she should live with him. But they were only dating for 7 months and Y/N said it was too fast to move in together.

"The flat I'm meant to look at today was cancelled-already taken." Y/N covers her eyes with her arm. "And I have one week left at my old place."

"Babe you know I've said you could-"

"I know," Y/N cups Byron's face, squinting up at him. "I know love, thank you. But I already said I want a place of my own-you know why."

"So you can have all your other boyfriends around," Byron grumbles, rolling his eyes for extra effect.

Y/N flashes her teeth before pressing her lips together to hide her smile and Byron can't help the flash of joy he feels at having been the reason for it.

"What other boyfriends?" Y/N bites her lip to keep from laughing.

"A woman as beautiful as you must have a fan club of boyfriends," Byron says.

"Oh?" Y/N raises an eyebrow.

"Yeah-I would know. It cost me a fortune just to join." Byron grins as Y/N bursts into laughter.

"Well I promise I haven't seen a penny of it," she props herself on her elbows and kisses Byron in a slow and meaningful kiss. When she looks him in the eye, this close, he can't help notice the tired bags around her eyes. Before he could say anything about taking it easy, she pecks him on the cheek and buries her face into his neck.

"Things'll get better," Byron strokes her back.

"That's what I keep telling myself," Y/N mumbles into his shoulder. "My last flat was shite anyway-the landlord was from the deepest pit of hell."

"Didn't he try to tell you you couldn't have a TV in your flat."

"Don't get me started," she sighs.

So Byron wraps his arms around her tired frame and wishes there was a way he could just transfer all the shittiness to him so she could have one good day.

•••

"I got it!" Y/N shrieks into the phone as soon as Byron picks up. It was 9 in the morning and he'd dragged himself out of bed to where his phone lay, his vision clear enough to make out his girlfriend's face.

"Got what?" He mumbles.

"Oh you just got up...sorry babe I was just so excited I had to call!"

"That's alright," Byron flops back onto the bed. "What happened?"

"I got this new flat that went up this morning and it's perfect! Right near the station and it's close enough to you I could walk to your flat! Walk!"

"That's awesome!" Byron tries to muster as much energy as he can for his girlfriend but it was hard since he was still trying to wake up.

"Yeah! The view's quite good and it's got no pet policy!"

"Is that a good thing?" Byron asks. From what he remembered, his girlfriend loved pets. The mere sight of a dog passing by on the street had her gushing over the canine. It was one of the things he loved about her.

"No pet policy babe? They don't have one...there are dogs in the building!"

She whispers the last bit and Byron laughs at her bubbling excitement.

"That's the perfect place for you b-"

"Oh no-Byron sorry I-shit! I'm late to work I'll call you later? Iloveyoubyebabe."

The line goes dead and Byron looks at the screen in confusion but she really had put it down. He sets the phone back on his nightstand and falls back to sleep.

•••

Byron's phone has a dozen texts from Y/N apologising for hanging up on him, to complaining about the trouble she got in, to apologising again. She had to work late since she was late and wouldn't see him today. Unfortunately, Byron had gotten used to that.

But he could feel the disappointment from the texts his girlfriend sent which sets Byron on a hunt of what to do to make her feel better. He could cook her dinner but there was no guarantee their schedules would line up. He could book a trip away but once again...her schedule. He considered helping her move for her flat but he would be doing that anyway.

Then it comes to him.

Y/N had been talking about getting a dog-he had texts and pictures of her dream dog except her last place didn't allow pets. But now that she had a place that did...

Byron checks his messages just to confirm and finds the exact breed she wanted-a beagle. It was all she texted about when she got drunk.

So for the next few hours, he searches the web and every pet store and animal shelter in London. Even outside of London.

Over the next week as Y/N attempts to pack up her life and Byron tries to help, he visits every place that advertised beagles. And almost like a miracle, the weekend Y/N moves in, Byron spots an ad. A litter of puppies born a couple weeks ago now looking for a new home.

"I've got some business near Ilford today," Byron tells his girlfriend that Sunday. "Is it alright if you start with the furniture without me?"

"I've actually got errands-when do you think you'll be back?" Y/N asks.

They work out a plan and Byron's off to get the last part of Operation Make-Y/N's-Life-Better.

•••

"Byron?" Y/N arrives home around 2 and notices her boyfriend's shoes by the front door. It somehow makes the place feel even more like home. "You home?"

"Hi," Byron suddenly appears from the one bedroom, closing the door behind him suspiciously. He sounds winded and his cheeks are flushed. "Hey."

"Hey," Y/N walks up to him slowly. "When did you get back?"

"Half hour?" Byron waits for her to reach him before wrapping his arms around her.

"Are you hiding something?" His girlfriend raises her eyebrow and Byron can't stop the grin from spreading on his face.

"I got you a present," he says in a lowered voice.

"Ooh," Y/N smiles. "Did you build all my bedroom furniture for me?"

"No," Byron chuckles. "Not that sort of present."

"So what is it?" She asks eagerly.

"I know how stressed out you've been and how hard you've been on yourself and I-"

A small bark sounds throughout the house and Y/N scrunchles her eyebrows. Byron feels like his heart was thumping out of his chest.

"Is that the neighbours? I didn't realise the walls were that thin." Y/N says and her voice triggers another bark.

"I uh-shit. Okay. I swear he was asleep-okay we-I can't hide it just..." Byron sighs. This wasn't the plan but the dog was getting his own way. "Just open the door."

Y/N seems to have pieced it together while Byron rambled and another bark sounded closer to the door. Her hands immediately go up to her mouth and her eyes well up with tears.

"You didn't," she stares wide eyed at the door.

"Look and see!" Byron urges.

"Is there a..." she still remains frozen in place so Byron has to put his hand on her back to warm her back up.

"Babe go on."

"Ohmygod. Oh my god if it's a..."

The rest of her sentence is lost in a shout and then squealing and a mixture of crying and gushing as she slowly opens the door and the baby beagle pounces in front of her, his wide head turning this way and that, taking in the new space.

"Is he mine?" Y/N gasps as she picks him up and squeezes him to her cheek. "Byron did you get this for me?"

"Yeah-"

"This was the errand? How long have you been planning this!"

"Since you got the place," Byron smiles at the sight of an overjoyed Y/N-a sight that had become rare in the last month.

The dog wriggles it's body and Y/N puts him down, replacing him with Byron as she jumps into his arms.

"I love you I love you Iloveyou!" Y/N squeezes him before peppering his face with kisses.

"If you love me let me go," Byron wheezes and with a laugh she does, placing her feet back on the ground.

"I didn't think I could love you anymore than I did but I do," Y/N kisses Byron before looking around for the puppy again.

"I think you love the puppy even more than me already," Byron jokes.

"Maybe I'll name him Byron, nobody will know when I talk about how much I love him then."

"Don't you dare," Byron walks to Y/N who's trying to pick the overexcited beagle up.

"Byron," Y/N coos. "Did you know how much I love you?"

The puppy barks a small happy note and Y/N looks at her boyfriend wide-eyed.

"He's taken to the name!" She laughs.

"I'm being replaced," Byron groans.

"C'mere," Y/N loops her free arm around Byron's shoulder and tip toes to give him another kiss. Before Byron could react the dog barks between them and the happy couple can't help but laugh. They'd created their small fan club after all.

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