#｢ 𓈒 dog toys

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[motherlove]

✚𓈒  Puppy Names .ᐟ

Puppy ／ Puppie ／ Pup， Pwuppie， Puppypaws ／ Paws， WanWan， Chien， Chiot， Cucciolo ／ Cucci， Perro， Hündchen， ChoCho， Beau， Tiny ／ Tinie， Cane ／ Cain， Pupshy， Guau， BauBau ／ Bau， Ruffian， Bub， Bow ／ Bowie， Perrito ／ Perrita， Cachorro ／ Cachorra， Clumsies， Toypup．

✚𓈒  Puppy Pronouns .ᐟ

Pup Puppy， Woof Woofs， Paw Paws， Tie Tiny， Cae Canine， Flu Fluffy， Wag Wags， Bau Baus， Cle Clever， Dog Dogs， Hye Hyper， Play Playful， Joy Joys， Hou Hound， Toy Toys， Clu Clumsy， Bone Bones， Tre Treat， 🐶 🐶s，🐕 🐕s，🐾 🐾s，🧸 🧸s，🩹 🩹s，🦴 🦴s．

Requested by : Anon．

[plutoenjoyer]

jooyeon — intervention

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genre: fluff 𓇬 wc: 1.7k

tags: female reader, fluff, drabble, established relationship, face kisses, tickling, playfully teasing each other, jooyeon jealous over little things, not proofread lol

warnings: none

summary: you can't seem to stop buying merch of this little dog character, and jooyeon takes it upon himself to confront your addiction.

notes: "my next fic won't be jooyeon i promise!" I SAID, LIKE A LIAR. im sorry i had the worst writing block ever and this picture of him inspired me to write this silly little thing (it literally looks exactly like him). so i hope its still enjoyable even if its paced a little badly... i just wanted to get something out to make up for the absence T_T

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“y/n,” jooyeon enters your room with no announcement holding up your new purchase in his hand, looking more serious than he's ever been in his life, “this is an intervention.”

you quirk your eyebrow at him, putting down your phone and taking off your headphones so you can greet him properly, “hi?”

you're not surprised he's home at this time—you gave him a key so he could freely go back and forth between here and his dorm when he felt like it. so you're pretty used to him coming into your room and doing weird shit unannounced, like the one time he came in holding a gigantic platter of fruit which made you laugh because the image of his blank-looking, boyish face enveloped by the largeness of his black puffer jacket with a guitar slung over his back, a backpack over his shoulder, and sliced melon in his arms was not exactly what you expected to see that night. but you both just sat on your couch together while snacking, anyway. ”the nice auntie at the store gave it to me for free,” he had said.

you wait for him to explain himself as you sit comfortably amongst your sheets, blissfully unaware of his melodramatic torment.

“don't give me that look!” his over-the-top exasperation makes you break out into a smile even if he hasn't really said anything of note just yet, “this thing! this freaking thing!”

you sit up further, swinging your legs over to the side of your bed to take a closer look. not that you needed to, because it was plenty obvious what it was.

over the course of these past few months you've become increasingly susceptible to this cute little dog character. reason being … it reminded you of jooyeon. it had this head-empty cute innocent silly smile that you couldn't resist, and there were just so many variations that you've found yourself accumulating them over time with little purchases here and there … and well, it seems jooyeon’s finally noticed.

you pout at him. “what, you don't like him? he’s pretty cute to me …”

“no, it's not that,” jooyeon shakes his head. you gesture for him to hand you the plushie by holding your arms out, but instead he gets closer to you and holds out the toy in his arms without letting you grab it. you look up at him in amusement, waiting to see what else he has to say.

“it’s everywhere! seriously!” he vaguely gestures to the … oh yeah, the giant version of the dog that's laid cutely on the left side of your bed. that one was a bit of a splurge purchase. you don't like to think about the price you paid for him.

“and what's wrong with that? i just think he’s a cutie!” you stick your tongue out at him playfully and snatch the smaller toy away from his hands, holding it close in your lap. you watch as his brow furrows at this, eyes laser focused on this stupid dog thing taking up the real estate of your lap where he should be, and you stifle a laugh because it's so obvious how he's jealous of a freaking plushie.

he huffs, crossing his arms and giving you a look of mild contempt, “why?”

“i mean, just look at it!” you enthusiastically ignore his frown and show off the dog, “his little beady eyes, his dumb smile … he just looks happy to be here. look, it even has a tiny bowtie, how cute is that?! he's having so much fun! he doesn't know what taxes are! it's awesome. i love him.”

“sure, but you even have a little statue of it in the bathroom, even stickers on the mirror! i can't even pee in peace!” jooyeon flops himself onto your bed and you bounce a little in your seat at the impact. he leans on his back arm and reaches out a hand to poke at the plushie in your lap, clearly sulking.

you want to laugh at his misery over something so trivial but instead you smile and poke his cheek. “you're just gonna have to deal with iiiit,” your voice lifts at the end, a sing-song voice to fully solidify how much you will not stop buying merch of this little creature of a dog. you roll over and grab the giant one he had pointed out earlier, placing it next to you and hugging it with your entire body weight, and yes, it was in order to see jooyeon get even more antsy.

you innocently smile as you do so, “seeee! it's so cute and comfy! i hug it all the time when you're not here. you should try.”

this piques jooyeon’s interest by the little glint in his eye that says ‘oh?’ and you know exactly what's he's going to say next. “wait, so this thing is my replacement?”

“first of all he has a name. its yeo— … uh, actually, you don't get to know since you're being mean.” you realize how insane it's gonna sound when you tell him you named the giant plushie after him, and try to move on, “and no, i just think he's nice to hold at night.”

“hmmm.” he smiles mischieviously after finding your weakness in all of this, his lips quirking up as he speaks, “you're being weird. what's his name?”

“i told you, you don't get to know.”

“y/n.”

damn. he’s not budging.

you grit your teeth, regretting ever opening your mouth, and mumble, “it’s yeonie …”

his face lights up because now it's his turn to tease you. “yeonie? yeonie like, hmm, perhaps taken from a name like, i dunno, joooooyeon? oh but that would be silly! that's my name! what a coincidence!”

“aaaah, shut uppp!” your face burns in embarassment. you try to stifle his talking with the plushie by (gently) slamming it into his face, but he's too fast. instead he tackles you, throwing the plushies and puts his entire weight on you while your precious yeonie is slumped over to the side.

you shriek, laughing as he does so, “getoffmeeeeee!”

“i won't!” he exclaims and presses kisses against your cheek and forehead. all you can do is brace yourself for the onslaught, his strong arm keeping you in place. “’yeonie’ won't save you now!”

“noooo! free me!” you’re thrashing about under him, unable to control your laughter. even with his attack, he is so gentle and careful not to put too much weight on you. too bad that courtesy doesn't extend to yeonie and the other plushies, whom he’s very violently (in your opinion) cast aside with a swing of his arm.

he eventually stops, thank goodness, and his eyes shimmer with joy as he looks down at you with a silly grin on his face.

“yeonie,” he begins, a little breathless, as he pushes your hair out of your face, “that's really frickin’ cute.”

you huff. you figure this would be a good place to admit the start of it all. you're a little tingly with mushy feelings after being kissed so many times but you still need to make sure he knows that you think he's silly.

“it reminds me of you,” you snicker, “that's why i kept buying it, i mean, really. it looks exactly like you.”

he glances at yeonie and back to you and he suddenly gasps, “but you called his eyes beady and his smile dumb.”

jooyeon’s range of expressions is truly impressive because now his eyes are huge and soft with adoration for you, a toothy smile on his features. “oh, really now? but now that i’m here you won't need him, right?”

“yeah, exactly.” you give him the most deadpan stare you could, but his expression of shock and offense made you double over in laughter. wiping away tears, you smile, “i also said he was cute. he just looks so excited and positive, the silly smile reminds me of you. it makes me happy.”

and this last part makes you look away and furrow your brow just a little. you groan, “and i do hug him when you're not here. happy now?” the embarrassment doesn't last long because you get to see the stupid satisfied grin on his face when you say that, and it warms your heart.

you blink. “okay, well i wouldn’t go that far—aaack!!! okay okay, yes! he can go on the couch for now! i promise!” you yelp, because as soon as the words leave your mouth jooyeon’s tickling your sides again and you’re weak to the sensation.

“well, i guess if he makes you happy when i'm gone, i’ll let him stick around. but you have to promise that i’ll always be your favorite.”

you poke his cheek, “i truly don't know why you think you'd ever lose to a plushie. you’ll always be number one in my heart, joo.” and you did mean that. you know he's just joking, but you're filled with so much warmth just from being able to tell him how much he means to you. you say do it over and over again if he asked.

but you can't resist. “… for now.”

“you are so mean to me.”

you snicker, “okay, okay! i promise. i love you the most.”

finally satisfied, jooyeon flops down next to you and relaxes against you, tucking his head against your neck and slinging an arm across your frame. you sigh in relief, at not having to endure the tickling but also because you missed having him here.

“i love you, too.”

laying next to him like this always put you at ease, arms and limbs wrapped around each other like a safe haven.

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sleepily, you mumble as you're stroking his hair, “shouldn’t we get dinner?”

“mmm, just five more minutes …”

yeah, five more minutes does sound nice, you think.

(you guys both wake up at 3 am, hungry and ready for a hearty meal of convenience store snacks and apple juice. a truly fitting dinner for grown adults. if it means being with him, you wouldn't have it any other way).

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[hisviolentdesires]

the attempt to scratch the Arcanine is successful ;; the large dog-esque mon yelps in pain as sneasel's claws dig their way into its fur and pierce its skin 、 causing it to stumble ;; it scary and intimidating stance wavering as it struggles to keep its footing 𓈒

this was indeed getting ugly 𓈒

an ounce of panic crosses Proton's features as he quickly thinks about his next move carefully ;; he needed to get sneasel off of his Arcanine and fast 𓈒

⠀⠀〝 Arcanine 、 BITE .ᐟ 〞

a damage-dealing move that will surely get the sneasel off and away from Arcanine ;; better yet 、 cause sneasel to faint 𓈒 thank Arceus Arcanine manages to shake the pain and recover its stance quickly 、showing little damage dealt from sneasel's claws 𓈒 a determined pokémon will always hold in there and remain strong for its trainer 、 after all ;; and boy was Arcanine determined to win this battle for Proton 𓈒

in a matter of seconds 、a pair of poweful jaws capture the sneasel 、 sharp teeth piercing into the sneasel's fur as it attempts to tug sneasel off 𓈒 a furious growl rumbles from Arcanine's chest as its teeth hold firmly onto the poor and helpless pokémon like it was a new chew toy ;; oh yeah 、the Rocket Executive is proving to be a tough opponent to beat 𓈒 he was not going to go down so easily 𓈒

⠀⠀〝 FINISH THAT RAT OFF .ᐟ 〞

if he rolled his eyes any harder at Silver's remark 、 he'd lose them somewhere in the back of his head 𓈒

⠀⠀〝 thought you'd have at least an ounce of common knowledge 𓈒 〞

now he was pushing Silver's buttons on purpose ;; it was kind of entertaining 、 riling him up and getting a reaction out of him 𓈒 that was another fact about Proton ;; he will rile you up and piss you off for his own amusement 𓈒

as the battle proceeds 、the big tough alligator-esque mon that almost killed him is returned to its pokéball and replaced by a much smaller pokémon ;; sneasel 𓈒 interesting 𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 small pokémon should never be underestimated ;; he learned that lesson after underestimating a Drilbur when he was working underground in the mines 𓈒 but that's a story for another time 𓈒

an ice beam is released 、 landing a quick hit on Golbat who failed to dodge the attack in time 𓈒 a painful screech is let out 、 its wings struggling to flap as the field around them drops to freezing temperatures 𓈒 the crisp air even caused Proton to shiver 、 goosebumps pricking his skin 𓈒 damn it 𓈒 despite the new conditions 、his focus did not waver as he puts his next strategy into place 𓈒

he returns Golbat to its ball 、retrieving another from his belt 。 with a press of a button 、 his next pokémon enters the battlefield with a mighty roar ;; Arcanine 𓈒

⠀⠀〝 Arcanine 、 fireblast the little rat 𓈒 〞

Arcanine shifts into its battle stance 、sucking in a deep breath and releasing a large blast of fire towards sneasel 𓈒