Disclaimer – I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
*Rated T for Teen
Puppy
Joey sat on the couch as Seto told him to do. "What's this all about?"
"Close your eyes," directed his lover.
"Why?" whined the blond, covering his eyes with his hands.
"Just close your eyes…and keep them closed until I tell you to open them."
Resigning himself, Joey leaned back into the couch, listening to the fading footsteps of the brunet. A few minutes later, Seto returned.
"Can I open my eyes now?"
"Not yet."
Suddenly, Joey felt something warm, soft, and very wriggly land in his lap. Shrieking, he yanked his hands away from his face, ready to attack whatever had landed in his lap. But when he saw what was there, he squealed in delight.
"A puppy!" he cooed, swooping up the Golden Retriever puppy in his arms. "He's adorable, Seto."
The brunet smiled as Joey cuddled the puppy and began laughing when the tiny creature started lapping at the blond's face.
Giggling, Joey scratched behind the puppy's ears. "Does he have a name yet?" he asked, his hand finding a collar. He soon discovered that there was a tag on it already. Turning it over, he read the…name?
Shaken up, the blond looked at Seto hesitantly. "This ain't a joke, is it?" Joey asked softly.
"No. It isn't," the brunet replied just as quietly, his serious tone reflecting the truth in his eyes.
Looking back down at the collar, Joey's fingers grazed the carved inscription in the metal. The question, 'Will you marry me?' stood out prominently on the dog tag. He brought the puppy to his chest and nodded mutely, too at a loss for words.
Seto heaved a sigh of relief and embraced both Joey and the puppy. "I love you so much, Puppy."
"I love ya, too, Seto," the emotional blond replied in a cracked voice.
Leaning in, the brunet lowered his head and kissed his lover deeply, drawing a delighted moan from him. However, the puppy—not wanting to feel left out—leaned up, too and started licking their faces.
Breaking their heated kiss, they stared down at the puppy, who now looked guilty. He whined slightly and wagged his tail unsurely.
"He is just too cute," said Joey, kissing the puppy on the head.
If Seto didn't know any better, he'd have said the puppy smirked at him. No way in hell was this puppy going to win!
"Why are ya glarin' at him?" Joey demanded. "You're makin' him whine."
"He—"
"Don't go blamin' him because ya can't control your damn hormones!" interrupted the blond as he picked up the puppy.
As he turned to walk away—leaving Seto alone of the couch—the puppy looked at him over Joey's shoulder, his tongue sticking out as if taunting him.
HE WAS LOSING HIS PUPPY TO A PUPPY!
"Joey, wait! I'm sorry! You're still marrying me, right? Joey?"
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