Shackles
Akihiko was a strong man with unadulterated firm will. He was talented in varied crafts and always did what he wanted.
'Please Usagi-san can we keep the puppy?'
He never allowed anyone to persuade him and never entertained a constitutional patience for gratuitous badgering.
'Just for the time being, please I will take all its responsibility.'
He never acknowledged his 'belongings' to be shared or even to be touched, he was assertive and possessive and he strictly loathed any kind of intrusion.
Misaki looked down in consternation and nearly pleaded with a rickety voice.
'I will abandon the puppy on the street then.'
But Akihiko was bounded by the shackles of his warm emotions for Misaki.
'It can stay but just for the time being Misaki.'
Misaki smiled and Akihiko could feel those shackles digging in his skin…
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There you go again my puppy collection..