“You don’t strap up.” He heard Yuyakei saying loudly as the pup huffed, disturbing his thoughts.
Louis felt a chuckle bursting from his lips as he turned again to level a look at his son. “Umm, yeah, I do.” He tapped the seatbelt across his chest pointedly.
“How was I born then?” Yuyakei cocked his head to the side, pinching his tongue between his teeth.
A bewildering revelation, pink carnations, a knockoff Bluetooth speaker, excessive breeding talk, the "F" word and a few sassy pups thrown into the midst might make a good bedtime story for you.
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