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prettyacd · 7 months ago
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Henry: A package arrived today. It’s from your mum.  Alex: What is it? Henry: Our anniversary present. Alex: And it is… Henry: A USB stick. Alex: Huh. Alex: What’s on it? Henry: A powerpoint presentation titled Media Training for Power Couples: Avoiding International Incidents. Alex: …Come on, that was so long ago. 
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prettyacd · 7 months ago
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Henry: I think I’m done drinking for the night. Alex: Oh, great. I’ll take what’s left. Henry: You can have a fourth of it. Alex: I want an eighth. Henry: …Sure. Alex: Checkmate, babe. Nora: A lawyer, everybody. Henry: A master negotiator.
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prettyacd · 7 months ago
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david the cupid
a rwrb meet-cute one-shot inspired by 101 dalmatians kinda in david's pov
It’s December. David doesn’t know the exact date, but he knows it’s that time of year when humans make everything shine and sparkle. Alex brings a tree inside their apartment, which David finds somewhat unfair. He’s never allowed to bring home the big sticks he finds in the park, even though they always call him a good boy when he brings them over. Then, cruelly, they make him abandon his treasures for some other dog to claim. But the tree? That’s special, apparently.
That said, David loves the day they decorate the tree. He gets to help. Henry kneels beside the cardboard box full of shiny balls and tells him to ‘choose’ one. David dives in nose-first, retrieving whatever he can grab. Henry always thanks him with a fond praise, sometimes even scratching the sweet spot behind his ear.
Later, they string up those colourful, blinking lights. David isn’t asked to help, but Henry still looks over and says, “It looks good, doesn’t it, Davey?” David wags his tail and barks.
One day, Alex takes him for a walk, and it’s the best walk. The white ground crunches under his paws, and the air is sharp and cold. Snowflakes dance all around him, taunting him as he leaps to catch them. No matter how fast he snaps at the air, they vanish just before he can close his mouth. David doesn’t understand the sorcery, but he keeps trying.
When they return home, there are more shoes than usual. David immediately investigates. This is his territory, after all. He sniffs every pair carefully, his tail wagging faster as he recognises the scents. These are good people, the ones who always pet him, sneak him treats, and call him the best boy.
Sure enough, when the humans see him, there’s a chorus of greetings, pats, and ear scratches. David soaks it all in happily.
David recognises everyone except for one person. “It’s so nice to meet you, Matthew. Bea has been going on and on about you these past few months,” David hears Henry say to the stranger.
Dinner smells incredible. David plants himself beside Alex’s chair—he’s the softer touch when it comes to sneaking him bites—and listens as Alex asks “Is this safe to give to David?” before slipping him endless tidbits. December is a good month.
After everyone is full, they settle on the couch. Flames dance in the fireplace, and David sprawls in his bed near the warmth, his eyes half-lidded. The humans’ laughter and chatter lull him into a pleasant doze.
“So, how did you two meet?” Matthew asks. David perks up immediately. He likes listening to Henry and Alex tell the story of how they met. It involves him, so it’s a good story.
Henry and Alex exchange a smile, the kind that makes David’s tail wag without him thinking about it. “It’s a really good story, actually,” Henry says, leaning a little closer to Alex.
“It was autumn. Everything was turning orange, leaves were falling from the sky,” Alex begins. “I had just finished a job interview at a big law firm. I felt jittery, so I thought I’d go for a walk in the park.” Henry shifts, puts his head on his shoulder. “I used to walk there all the time. It was good for David, and I liked reading out in the fresh air.”
David knows what’s coming now. Despite the warmth of the fire, he stands up, bites down on the edge of his bed and drags it closer to the couch. He’s determined to be part of this.
Henry laughs. “I swear, he always knows when we’re telling this story.” His owner gets up and helps David reposition the bed by their feet before settling back down with Alex, who’s grinning as he pulls Henry close.
“Anyway,” Alex continues, “I decided to walk toward the lake. It’s beautiful there in the fall. I didn’t notice them at first—David and Henry. I stopped to admire the view. All of a sudden, this beagle was circling me, and I felt the leash tighten around my legs.”
“I got distracted for just a second,” Henry admits, leaning down and scratching behind David’s ear. “The next thing I knew, David had walked in circles around us, tying Alex and me together. He just kept on going.”
“I'm convinced he knew what he was doing,” Alex chimes in, laughing. David loves hearing them laugh. “One second, I was standing there. The next, this handsome British guy is pressed against me, frantically apologising.”
David tilts his head, letting out a single bark of pride. He remembers that day.
“I was panicking,” Henry says with a grin. “I tried untangling us, my arms around this stranger, which only made things worse. We were stuck, wrapped together,” Henry says as he leans back. “And then David saw a duck.”
David confirms it with another bark. There’s laughter from everyone. Matthew gasps. “Oh, god. What happened?”
“What do you think happened?” Alex says, smiling fondly. “David bolted for the duck. And we—still tied together—went straight into the lake.”
“I was mortified,” Henry confesses. “Apologising nonstop while trying not to drown.”
“Oh, the water wasn’t that deep. It was ridiculous, though,” Alex adds, shaking his head fondly. “I couldn’t stop laughing. And then Henry started laughing too.” The two of them look at each other, both smiling, the corners of their eyes crinkling.
David wags his tail lazily, it thumps against the couch. It really is a good story.
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prettyacd · 7 months ago
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Henry: Why would you say “long live the gays” during my family toast? Alex: I thought it added some flair. Henry: My grandmother almost had a stroke. Alex: (whispering) …about time.
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prettyacd · 7 months ago
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Henry: Darling, did you draw eyebrows on David? Alex: I won't say anything without a lawyer present. Henry: You are a lawyer. Alex: Yeah. And where's my present?
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