Something Fluffy

[Zander Brogthamon]

Zander wanted to hold Pearces hand or place his hand on the mans leg or something but he was unsure. With the stranger around them the boy didn't feel safe being too affectionate with his boyfriend. Though he had a feeling that would help relax him. Instead he moved a bit closer to the noble and plopped the puppies large paws onto his lap instead.

After looking over the other puppies once more he turned his eyes back to the pup on his lap and couldn't help but smile. "I do like him." He admitted as he pat the puppy on the side. It seemed Pearce was more of a cat person and was still rather nervous around the puppies to say the least. Zander didn't entirely expect the man to be attached to the animal as quickly as he was. "Made yer choice already, eh?"

Zander looked from the puppy to his boyfriend with a soft smile. "What do you think?" As much as he was sure the man was doing this for his benefit the noble would also be living with the dog. That meant he had a choice to make as well.

[Pearce Lockheed]

He wouldn't ever considering being here if not for Zander, in more ways than one. As for relaxing...he could do that later.

The puppy had big paws. Really big. Pearce glanced at Vor who was nosing some of the other pups. He was massive. This pup likely would end up the same size. His stomach felt tight just thinking about it. But...he was willing to get over it. Or try at least.

What did he think? He thought he was crazy for inviting the young man to live with him and sleep with him and share his home. And now buy him a dog. Pearce was positive he was crazy. He was also positive he loved Zander and seeing him light up around the dogs was magical.

He looked back at the very large puppy. "I think...he needs a name." The one Zander had picked was the biggest. He was handsome too. And he had calmed down a little which spoke well for his temperament. Pearce looked back at his boyfriend while he rubbed the dog's head. "Don't ask me to help with names. I'm t-terrible at them."

He glanced at Garren. "Can we take him with us now?" He honestly wasn't sure how this worked with puppies. And then he thought of something else and glanced at Vor and the mother.

[Zander Brogthamon]

Was it strange for a nobleman to invite a nineteen year old soldier and his younger sister to live with him at his manor? Was it crazy to start dating that soldier? Perhaps. Though Zander didn't really see it that way. He knew he loved Pearce, more than he'd ever loved anyone he'd been with. Then again the redhead had never really felt much of anything for any other man he'd been with before.

Garren looked between the two of them with the pup and shrugged his shoulders. "If ya think yer ready fer him just need ta talk about payment." Zander wasn't paying too much attention to what was being said. Instead he was more so thinking of names for the puppy. Looking over his dark fur there was really only one thing that he could think of. A bright smile spread across his lips as he lifted the puppy up to face him.

"Whisky!" He proclaimed excitedly. The name seemed to make the pup wiggled happily. Or perhaps that was just the animals general excitement. Garren chuckled as his eyes turned to the redhead. "Sounds like a good name ta me."

[Pearce Lockheed]

Pearce looked at Zander as the boy stared at the puppy thinking about a name. He pushed himself to his feet finally and groane. That was another reason he didn't like sitting on the ground. Aches and pains.

Payment was the next logical step. The noble nodded and pulled out his coin purse. He had discussed price via messenger as well and agreed on the full asking price. It had varied depending on the sex of the pups and the big one was a little extra but...Pearce didn't mind in the slightest. "Full p-price, like we discussed," he said simply, handing the man the small coin purse.

"Pleasure," Garren replied simply and smiled as he heaved the bag. "I gave yer man care instruction." He meant the messenger. Garren glanced at Zander. "You'll need a lead and collar," he commented before vanishing into the house.

"Whisky..." Pearce repeated and smiled. "I like the name. We'll sound a mite drunk calling for him," he teased.

The breeder returned with a simple collar and a rope that would work for now. "Yous can always come back ta visit the family," Garren said easily.

[Zander Brogthamon]

Zander stood up as while holding the dog like a child. He couldn't help the big grin on his face as he cooed and nuzzled the dog affectionately. Still, there would need to be a little grumbling later about Pearce spending so much money at his expense. Literally. Though at the moment he was far too happy to think about that.

When he heard Garren say 'your man' the redhead paused for a bit before he chuckled to himself. He probably meant a messenger or whoever Pearce had sent to speak to the man on his behalf. Vor trotted up to Zander and nudged at the puppy in his arms for a moment before wandering back to the others. "I think it's a proper name for him." He stated as he got him hooked to the collar and lead. Though the fur seemed to swallow the collar.

"I certainly would like him to come back and visit his parents at least." Once everything was paid for and together the three of them left the house with the little ball of fur waddling happily in front of them. Excitedly sniffing all the flowers and yipping at passing squirrels.

"Look at that, you're a dad." He teased with a chuckle.

[Pearce Lockheed]

It wasn't that much money for Pearce. He had a lot of disposable income and Zander was his favorite way to spend it. Though...he could probably tone it down a little. Gifts were one of the ways he showed affection and while sometimes gifts weren't bought, sometimes they were.

The noble hadn't thought anyrhing of the phrasing. Zander was his boyfriend. His man in a sense, but Garren didn't mean it like that and couldn't know. Pearce had a lot of men in his employ.

Vor's return made him stiffen. The massive beast seemed more or less accustomed to strangers and his puppies. He gave Pearce another sniff, pressing his nose to his pants. The noble took a breath and let it out slowly and tried not to fidget.

Pearce nodded. It wasn't a terribly far walk to visit. And it was likely his other siblings would end up nearby. He was more than glad to leave, thought he gave Garren a smile and thank you and a wave. He'd been a nice guy.

He was trying to figure out how best to split the cost of food and other supplies for Whisky when Zander's words surprised him. "D-dad?" He asked, confused. But he wasn't... Pesrce blushed and glanced at the large pup. "Oh! I, uh...guess you are too?" He looked away from Zander for a long moment as they walked, the topic of children and being a father all a bit awkward for him. For them.

"You have an idea how you want to train him?" And then a thought occured to him. "How do you want to tell your sister? That you have a kid?" So serious at first. But entirely teasing. He could give it back. Sort of.

[Zander Brogthamon]

Thinking of Briella, of how excited she would be to see the puppy, he couldn't help but grin. "Oh she'll be more than happy to have a...little nephew." He said with a soft chuckle. Zander scratched behind Whisky's ears affectionately and peppered the side of the pups face in soft kisses. The idea of how to train him was another story.

"I helped train plenty of dogs back in my old village. Though you'll have to train him with me." Zander was aware Pearce was afraid of the dog. He hoped that helping train him would ease some of the nobles anxieties. It would be an adjustment no matter what but a welcomed one.

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