#soap fluff is so cute aaaaaa

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After months of no time and days of writers block, I present... this thing.

“Bonnie, come on!” 

You laughed, following your beloved manchild of a boyfriend to the unsuspecting Doberman. You were busy all the time, so Johnny decided to take you on a date he promised would be 'fun and relaxing'. When he first brought up the idea, you thought he meant shopping or a restaurant, but boy were you wrong. The date was a surprise, but of course you asked for hints to plan your outfit accordingly. Looking back at it now, it seems like you and Johnny may have, well, different, definitions of ‘something pretty’. Maybe if you had known that you were going to a dog park, you would’ve worn sneakers instead of wedge heels.

“Johnny, I can’t run in these shoes!” You whined.

“Want me to carry ya, lass?” Johnny chuckles looking you up and down, “Or ye can hand me your shoes.”

Before you could express your disgust of taking your shoes off at a dog park, two pugs walked by, causing your boyfriend to start to drift from your side. 

“I’ll be right back, darling.”

“Johnny-” You started, but he was already gone.

Johnny has always been a dog person, 100%. Whenever he sees a cute dog, he always has to ‘say hi to the fella’. He can’t and won’t even though you’ve warned him multiple times accept that not all dogs should be pet by him. You see him reach toward the small dogs and you take a deep breath in, hoping this wouldn’t end in sadness and tears.

“Some pretty lassies ya two are!” His deep Scottish accent rising to a baby voice you barely get to hear.

Johnny scrunched up the already scrunched faces of the dogs, making them wobble as he pet them with both hands. He gave them each one last pet and got up, beaming. He pranced back to your side, taking your hand. Johnny walked around with you, pointing and awww-ing at all the different dogs, giving most of them some pets and scratches, and some of them got dog treats you didn’t know he had in his pocket.

“You’re lucky those were good dogs, Johnny.”

“All dogs are good dogs, bon’. I don’t know what dogs yer meetin’.”

You sigh as you walk beside him.  You know not to try to explain that he can scare the dogs, or they just might not like him. Especially the latter. A dog not liking him would bring him so much heartache, more than a person not liking him. 

“Lass, look at that little one!” He said, chuckling.

A chihuahua in a sweater was a funny sight for Johnny, a little for you as well, but you know chihuahua’s can be mean. This is a VERY well known fact, but Johnny’s “benefit of the doubt” for dogs had him already crouched before you could warn him… and that's when it happened. The little monster in the pink taco sweater chomped down on his finger. The owner began to apologize as he yanked his hand back, and retreated to you.

“Johnny, are you okay?” You say reaching to check his hand for the punctures of needle sized teeth.

He looks sadly at you, nodding. The man who has a body of steel and a heart of gold just got his feelings hurt by a dog who can't be more than 4 pounds. You walked limped behind him to a bench and sat with him taking the god-awful wedges off for a moment. Your hand goes to rub his back, he glances dejectedly at the wound.

“Don’t let an ankle biter dog bring you down, John.”

“Finger biter.” He stares blankly.

“What?” A soft giggle escapes you.

The silence was deafening. Johnny looks down at you and his eyes slowly light up. He held his hand out to you, and you can tell the emotions of being rejected by a dog have escaped… so begin the dramatics. He turns his hand to show the tiny red marks on his finger, and a very fake whine left his lips, followed by a smile.

“Oh bonnie,” He smiles, faking sniffles. “Will we have to amputate?”

Notes: This will MOST LIKELY be rewritten because its not very good but theres the other chance i totally forget and write something else.

bye bye darlingsssss

DO NOT FEAR, FOR I AM HERE! (saw the call for help)

Price and Reader playing board/physical game and whoever loses has to comply to the others wishes

Soap and Reader go to the dog park to awe at the cute little doggies (I think he'd get bit..)

Ghost and Reader going on a joyride on his motorcycle *vroom vroom*

Reader (hopefully) helping Gaz overcome his fear of heights

T141 and Reader palying Two Truths and One Lie (watch it suddenly get silent)

Ta-da!~

Magic man will be back for more! Adios! *vanishes into thin air*

I SEE YOU I HEAR YOU AND IM OFF TO WORK.