well I put up down boy, so I thought I would put up the origin story. It's not done yet, so expect updates. but there are 10 chapters!

basically it's the beginning of the RusAmeCan D/s puppy play relationship starting from the first night they met :) . no smut, sorry. mostly fluffy and angst.

Matthew stood in the bedroom of his and his brothers apartment staring at himself in the mirror. He could have handled this. He did a half turn looking at his back in the mirror. I mean would it have been so bad?

Perched on Matthew's head were a set of ginger cat ears, they looked pretty cute he guessed. Sure maybe it wasn't his favourite animal, but he could have done it! His eyes trailed down and he bit his lip. It was the rest of the outfit that would have been questionable really. Hanging off his hips in an unfamiliar way was a pink skirt, it was a bit puffy, with an apron sitting over top that tied around the back of his neck, a lace collar at his throat with a tinkling bell matched the fringe of both skirt and apron.

He..He totally could have done this! Why did he have to listen to Alfred? Matthew could have at least tried for Francis. So he didn't like dogs, he was still a good owner. Matthew could have had a scratching post and a litter box. He could have attempted to purr and chase that stupid little red dot. Tears gathered in his violet eyes. He didn't like being ownerless… It made him feel abandoned.

Matthew looked towards the phone on the bed longingly. Francis had told him he could still call if he needed him, If he was having a hard time… But Alfred had put his foot down after the first month, saying it was unhealthy… To his credit Al had been trying to step up to take care of Matthew in his current state. He had been doing his best to fill the dominant role to keep his brother from falling to pieces. That was Al after all, Matthew's own personal hero. But he could see how it drained Alfred, he wasn't built for being dominant for more than a night, he kept dropping.

It had been five months since the twins had split from Francis. Sure it was peaceful split, everyone understood why it was happening, but it didn't mean Matthew was happy! His hands went to his face and he cried, slipping down to the floor in front of the mirror. He wished for someone to hold him and pet him and tell him he was a good boy again, he just couldn't handle this...

In the midst of his breakdown he didn't hear the door open. He wasn't even aware of anyone in the house until Alfred came into the bedroom "Bro are you- oh Mattie…" Alfred sighed as Matthew looked up pathetically sniffling. "Dude… This is not healthy, we talked about this…" The larger twin went to him and knelt down, removing the ear gingerly before wiping tears away. "Look I have something to tell you okay? It might make you feel better, but lets get you out of that…" he wrinkled his noise "Thing… first okay?"

Matthew nodded and stood gingerly letting Alfred help him strip out of the itchy lace, shuddering at the sudden cold as the skirt dropped. Alfred grabbed a pair of PJ pants and helped him into them before grabbing Matthew's reddish coloured dog ears and fixing them on his head "Now that looks more like my Mattie!" Matthew gave a weak smile and walked to the bed to sit. Alfred climbed in front of him and sat cross legged. "Okay! So, I know how you've been feeling about this whole lack of owner thing, right?" Matthew nodded numbly, eyes still stinging "Well, It's been sucking for me too, but I've been doing some looking, I didn't wanna say anything in case it didn't pan out, but We have a date. Tonight. In like…" Alfred dug out his phone looking at it "Four hours."

Matthew stared at him blankly waiting for the punch line and only getting that big smile, "Al, that's not funny" Matthew rose from the bed and walked to pick up the clothing on the floor.

"Wasn't joking Matthew. Guy's totally into dogs, hates cats, says they're too temperamental. So go hop in the shower, I'll pick out something for us to wear" Alfred hopped up smiling and proud of himself.

Matthew still stood staring reproachfully "And he's a dom?"

"yup!" said Alfred cheerfully inspecting two dress shirts

"And you found him where?"

"Online!"

Mathews hand went to his face. "Oh… So basically you told a strange man online that a set of twin submissives were looking for an owner to treat them like dogs… Great… We're gonna be fucking murdered." he murmured but went toward the bathroom regardless.

"Aw come on Mattie! Where's the optimism!" Called his brother

"Ask me that when we're tied up by our feet later tonight about to be gutted Al!" He spat back turning on the water and hearing his brother laugh. Maybe Francis was irresponsible... Leaving Matthew alone with his obviously unhinged brother.

The pair sat in a quiet corner of the cafe while they waited. Matthew was fidgeting nervously, tearing a napkin to shreds. He didn't like going out at the best of times, but now Alfred had dragged him out to meet some stranger he knew nothing about. What did this guy even look like?! Wait.. Did Alfred give this guy a picture of them?! He groaned and his head hit the table. He was about to ask his brother if he had been such a huge moron when his train of thought was interrupted

"Err, superdog04?"

Matthews head snapped up. The voice was fairly high, heavily accented.. Russian maybe? His eyes opened wide in shock. Alfred hadn't found a man… He found a fucking mountain. When did they start making men that big!? (This was a sentiment he would find himself repeating a month later in the bedroom.) He looked over him in shock, taking him in. he held a coat draped over his arm, and a scarf was still around his throat. The man was large, but not in the fat way, the fitted cream sweater, and blue jeans showed that much was true. His hair was such a pale blonde it was almost white, It was straight and hung loosely just above his eyes. his skin was paler even than Matthew's and it clashed with Als sun kissed hue in a pleasant way. his nose was a little large sitting in the middle of the round face, but it worked for him. Matthew swallowed stiffly as he saw his eyes, more towards a mauve but an unusual purple shade like his own. He... He was really attractive.

Alfred stood and shook his hand with that large winning smile "Yup! That's me!" a smile replaced the questioning look on the mans face "Name's Al, This is my brother Mattie!" He was gestured to and the kind smile was turned to him.

Matthew flushed and his eyes turned down "Hello" he almost whispered hoping for his brother to speak again so the attention would be drawn away from him.

"He's a little shy around new people" Alfred stage whispered.

The man chuckled looking back to Alfred as they both sat "da! is fine. I am Ivan, It is very nice to meet you" Ivan turned and ducked his head down, catching Matthews eyes "Both of you" Matthew offered a nervous smile and nodded.

Conversation between the two larger men flowed easily. Questions and answers being fired back and forth. First simple things like ages, interests, family and work, then into the more intimate details about each others lifestyle... Matthew sat quietly through most of it,staring into his coffee with a blush that refused to leave. His eyes darting up to Ivan with curiosity when he spoke, but he had tuned out at some point, nervous about feeling so open.

He was shrinking into his chair whenever someone came too close. His anxiety had been getting worse since they left Francis and tonight it was getting unbearable. Matthew could feel himself starting to panic. They had been out for an hour, the cafe was full of chatter and someone just sat at a table between them and the door. Matthew was considering darting to the bathroom and locking himself in a stall until Alfred came and got him to go home when he felt a large coat drape around his shoulders, wrapping him in a sense of protection.

Matthews eyes darted up, Ivan was still talking avidly to Alfred as he pulled the coat to make sure it would stay put. He glanced at Matthew and shot an understanding smile as he took his hands back, chuckling at a comment Alfred must have made. Matthew blushed but gripped the collar of the coat pulling it closer to him, effectively hiding himself in it, letting him block out the rest of the cafe.

The three separated an hour later, Alfred and Ivan discussing another time and place to meet up. Matthew watched his brothers eager face as he got that look in his eyes. That sweet, overly excited look that screamed 'I want it!' He smiled to himself feeling much the same. They said their good nights, but as they were about to walk back to their own car Matthew realized he still had the jacket.

"Oh darnit! Hold on Al!" Matthew darted back towards the man without a coat "Ivan wait!"

Ivan spun around, eyebrows raised in mild surprise, it had been the loudest Matthew had been all evening. Smiling shyly Matthew took the coat off his shoulders and handed it back to Ivan. he took it and frown a little, "You sure you are going to be okay without it Matthew?" he stumbled over the name.

Matthew blushed and nodded his hands fidgeting in front of his chest "Yes, I think so..."

Ivan smiled down on him and shook his head moving to wrap the coat back firmly around Matthews shoulders. "Hold onto it for now da? I get it back next time" He winked and look up to wave at Alfred before turning with his hands in his pockets headed back towards the car.

Matthew shuffled back towards Alfred with a smile plastered on his face. "I like him Al"

Alfred beamed and hugged his brother close "So do I Mattie."