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The sound of a keypad activating, followed by the unlocked ping, makes its way under the table. A head snaps up from the floor to fix its undivided attention towards the entrance.
Warmth blooms from Beomgyu's chest when he hears the greeting as the front door opens. The feelings spreads to the rest of his body, clearing the sleepy haze he had been in.
"Baby, I'm home~"
Beomgyu's right foot begins thumping on the ground, in mock of a wagging tail. He lets out an excited yip as he watches the figure make its way over from the door to crouch by the dining table. Coming eye to eye with the puppy.
"What do we have here?" Soobin sing-songs, hand ruffling Beomgyu's hair to give him a quick pet. "I know you like laying here, Pup. But I've missed you and would like a welcome kiss."
An eager little gasp tumbles out of Beomgyu as he slithers his body out from between the chairs. A gap caused by the haphazard shouldering of the sleepy puppy, hours ago, in a bid to get to his favourite spot for a nap.
Beomgyu fumbles into a sitting position before Soobin. Taking in the other, he does nothing to stop the smile that splits across his face.
Soobin. His Soobin. His owner. Finally home.
Beomgyu leans forward, resting his cheek in the palm reaching out to him. Melting fully when he feels a soft kiss on his forehead.
That lasts about two seconds before he is scrunching his nose and letting out a huff. Far too spoilt to be content with one forehead kiss as a greeting. Beomgyu goes as far as to jut out his bottom lip.
It sticks out even more, when all he gets is amused laughter. Despite hearing the sigh that it tapers into, nothing but joy fills Beomgyu at the sight of lips curling into a grin around it.
A satisfied hum builds in his throat when a pair of lips touches his. Sending sparks racing to his heart. The noise pitches into a whine as Beomgyu chases after the feeling. He blinks open his eyes and is met with his favourite dimpled smile.
"So. The meeting went well." Soobin rolls his eyes and continues, "Don't give me that look."
Beomgyu deepens his frown just to spite him.
"I know you were worried, Baby. I also know you'd be worrying about it even as a puppy. Now, you have nothing to fret about. Okay?"
Beomgyu grumbles under his breath for a second. Who knew he'd be exposed as a worrier at a time like this. He pushes that problem to the back of his mind, for now.
The puppy whines low and nudges his head against Soobin's shoulder. A closed fist moves to paw at the other's pocket. Beomgyu taps his knuckles on the phone when he feels it under the material.
Soobin's eyebrows lift. Baffled by the pup's behaviour. "I don't think letting you use my phone would be a good idea right now, Pup."
Staring in disbelief, Beomgyu continues to knock on the phone.
"Fine, fine!" Soobin relents, shooing the paw away to get to his phone. He properly situating himself on the floor after taking it out. Realizing this could take a while so he might as well get comfortable.
Beomgyu sits back on the floor with his hands between his knees. He waits. Eyes never leaving his owner as the other unlocks the phone. Soobin pauses to look at Beomgyu, before sighing and holding it up uncertainly in front of the pup.
Beomgyu visibly perks up, tipping forward to bump his nose onto the screen. He misses a few times and shoots a glare at his dear owner for laughing before he succeeds. A proud little sound leaves him as he taps his paws on the floor in excitement.
Soobin raises an eyebrow and turns the phone to get a look at what's gotten his puppy so excited. "Huh? Kakaotalk?"
Beongyu shakes his head and scampers into Soobin's lap. Nearly causing his owner to topple over from the sudden added weight deposited on him without warning.
Placing his curled fists on the arm holding up the phone, Beomgyu jerks his head towards the screen before looking back at his owner expectantly.
"Yeah, Pup, I see it. I've answered all your texts though?" Soobin offers gently, confusion apparent in his tone as he tries to recall a message he had missed or something he might have said that would warrant such a reaction.
Beomgyu shakes his head. He brings his face close to the screen, ignoring the dizzying blurry lights as he slowly, deliberately, lifts his nose to stop somewhere near the top. He scrunches his face. As if pointing towards something.
"Oh," Soobin grins, "You wanna talk to hyung and the babies?" he asks, realizing Beomgyu must have been gesturing to their group chat.
A long whine accompanies the movement of Beomgyu shaking his head for the nth time.
"Alright, not that," Soobin hums, "You wanna know where they are?" he throws as a guess.
Beomgyu grins and licks a quick wet line up Soobin's cheek. Sharp barks shoot out of the pup as he rapidly taps his fists against Soobin's phone.
It is quickly lifted out of his reach, "Woah woah, okay!"
Beomgyu turns to look at his owner. He tilts his head and blinks.
"First, you're so cute wanting to know where the rest are. Acting like you didn't bribe us to leave earlier knowing that we'd come home to you, Mr Spoilt Pup." Soobin snorts as he ruffles said pup's hair. "You're lucky we don't have anymore plans today. Second, phones are not for hitting! They aren't built out of like- I don't know. Bricks. Or whatever. You need to be gentle with phones, Buddy."
Beomgyu stares. He has no clue what a 'bricks' is, but he's pretty sure phones are hard so that means they don't break. Maybe he should try biting one next time. He remembers biting on a weirdly smooth stick left on someone's floor once. That was hard and didn't break. But, Hueningie wasnt very happy about all the bite marks left on it for some reason. He'll have to use someone else's phone then.
Unaware of the puppy's forming plan to destroy one of their phones, Soobin continues, "But, yeah, Hyung is gonna pack up after a couple more recordings with Hyuka. And your favourite playmate should have finished his vocal lessons by now. My meeting just happened to end even earlier than any of them. I know, I know. Shocking!"
Content with the update on the whereabouts of the rest of his boyfriends to estimate their arrival times back home, Beomgyu crawls out of Soobin's lap. Not before giving him another lick as thanks and heads to the couch. He eyes his flower cushion, specifically placed on the floor in front of the couch for him, and hops onto it to settle down.
Eyes lazily track Soobin as he moves around the place. The ends of Beomgyu's lips curl as he sees his darling owner trip over one of the many toys left all over the floor from when he got home and was bored.
Beomgyu idly wonders about what he'll do when the rest of his owners reach home. Will Taehyunie want to play? Beomgyu wants to tumble around and wrestle with him to make use of the energy he can feel bubbling under his skin. But Taehyunie might head to the stupid gym first and come home without wanting to play fight. Huffing, Beomgyu hugs the flower cushion closer to him and buries his face in it.
He stops the soothing motion of rubbing his face from side to side on it when he a hand settles on his head. Beomgyu peeks out from his safe space and sends a questioning hum to the other.
"Are you hungry, Pup? Wanna have some treats?"
See, the thing is. Beomgyu isn't particularly hungry. He had a good lunch. Soobin knows this, he was there. They all had lunch together at the company.
But what else is Beomgyu gonna do? Say no to treats? No way.
Beomgyu is nodding eagerly, only subconciously registering that he has dropped his cushion, to sit as he had been taught. On his heels with his hands, in closed fists, resting on his knees.
"Good boy."
Beomgyu beams and does his best to make as much sparkles pour out from his eyes as he possibly can. He is hoping that it would be enough to get a treat.
Beomgyu should have known better than to react how he did when he sees Soobin hold out a closed fist. He really really should have.
Because as soon as he sticks out his tongue to receive the treat, Soobin bursts out laughing.
"Aww," he coos at Beomgyu's flustered expression. "We don't hand out treats for free, Pup. I think you know better than that."
If Beomgyu's puppy ears could fold back in embarrassment, he's sure they would be stuck to his head right now. He ducks his chin and peeks through his lashes at the other, letting a pitiful whine fall from his quivering bottom lip.
He knows the act he's putting would not do much but it gets him an indulgent kiss on the nose. So, Beomgyu takes what he can get and sits straight again, body wiggling.
Shit, its hard not to spoil him when he's this cute, Soobin thinks to himself. He observed the other, letting him calm down, before speaking.
"Now do well okay, Pup?"
Beomgyu's lips split into a goofy smile, following the loud bark he lets out.
A palm comes into view. "Paw."
Beomgyu plops both of his closed fists onto his owner's offered palm with an energetic yip. Confident in his response to the familiar command.
"Oh, good job!" Soobin praises. Offering the cracker previously hidden in his fist and lovingly rubbing the top of Beomgyu's head.
Beomgyu munches the treat peacefully, giving no mind to the rearrangement of the puppy ears on his head.
"Lay down. Good, now stay."
Beomgyu watches as his owner walks around the couch and seemingly vanishes behind it. A wobbly cry from the pup rings about the space.
"Baby, I'm still here," a voice tinged with amusement calls out. "Be good and stay for me."
Whining under his breath, Beomgyu does as he is told and stays put. Crossing his paws in front of him and stuffing his nose into the space created under it for comfort.
He tenses at the sound of movement some time later and whips his head towards the couch. Noticing something at the end furthest from him.
Beomgyu hones in on the hand that sticks out from behind it. Puzzled at the sight, the puppy shakes his head. Thinking he must be dreaming.
Not only is he not dreaming, but his eyes focus back on the very much real hand that is retreating back into the void behind the couch.
He registers a small yellow blob left on his food bowl by the couch the same time that the hand pops out again. Pointing.
"Eat."
Oh, treat!
Beomgyu bounds over to his bowl and eats the cracker out of it.
"Good boy, you stayed!"
Turning to the right, Beomgyu yaps happily the moment he spots an ecstatic-looking Soobin. Soobin kneels and squishes the puppy's face between his hands before dropping a kiss on his head.
"You did so well, Pup. Staying even when you couldn't see me. You were so good!"
The tapping near him gets louder. It takes Beomgyu a while to realize that it's coming from him and catches himself before his foot creates a dent in their flooring.
He sheepishly peeks at his owner and finds him doing a horrible job of hiding a smile behind his hand. Beomgyu thinks he's in the clear about that dent and trots along behind Soobin as they move back to sit in front of the couch.
Feeling a gentle tap under his chin, Beomgyu's attention is redirected back to his owner, turning to look at him. He mirrors the smile awarded to him.
"Pose."
Beomgyu doesn't hesitate to poke his nose through the ring made by Soobin's thumb and pointer finger before meeting the other's eyes. Shifting his features to display a cuter expression.
Slightly pinching his brows and widening his eyes, Beomgyu pouts his lip as he cocks his head a fraction to the right.
"Good boy."
The fingers open to make a finger gun gesture and the command is repeated.
Making sure to hold eye contact, Beomgyu delicately places his chin in the dip between the fingers. He maintains the same expression as before in the current pose.
It crumbles when the fingers move to pinch his cheeks, giggles falling from his lips.
"Okay, last one, Bud," is announced. Soobin arranges his hands together to form a heart. "Pose."
Beomgyu hesitates for a moment. Unsure. A few heartbeats later, he makes up his mind and tips forward to stick his head into the heart. His eyes fix on Soobin. Awaiting the outcome of his choice.
The hands around his face slide to cup his cheeks and Beomgyu squeals in delight at the sensation of his head being playfully shaken around.
The puppy has his eyes closed, enjoying the feeling, but blinks them open when he senses something closing in on his face.
Beomgyu giggles dopily at the close-up features of his owner. The words of affirmation and affection barely register in the air between Beomgyu's ears. Most of the space being taken up by blurry images of the dimples and bright smile that the pup tries to make out.
With a huge kiss planted on his lips, Beomgyu is finally released from the clutches of his elated owner. His tongue hangs out as the grin stretching across his cheeks stay in place.
A handful of goldfish crackers present itself to Beomgyu and he does his best to not finish them all in one go. Wanting to savour the treats that he earned from being good.
That's right. Puppy did so well and now he has so many treats! Because he was good. He is good! Beomgyu loves how easy it is to be good like this.
And he doesn't forget to thank his owner for the treats. Placing his paws on the other's shoulder to steady himself, Beomgyu nuzzles their noses together.
Eyes sparkling with mischief, Beomgyu licks a slow strip across the other's lips. He snorts at the face Soobin makes. Bursting into giggles when he notices how red his owner begins to get. All the way from his cheeks to his ears.
After giving one of the red ears a quick nip, Beomgyu quiets down and watches with interest as a closed fist makes an appearance in front of them.
"You've been so clever and good for me, Pup. How about we learn a new trick today, hm?"
With a tiny yip to show the other that he has his attention, Beomgyu shuffles back to lay on his front across the floor. He stretches an arm up to paw at the fist now hovering above his head.
Beomgyu pulls away in surprise, tucking it to his chest, when Soobin knocks their fists together. The puppy scans his owner's face in hopes of understanding what he did wrong. If he did do something wrong.
"Fist bump."
Beomgyu tilts his head, eyes unfocusing as he wrecks his brain for the existence of those words in a command. Searching every corner in his little puppy brain for any command that consists of either of those words, trying to make sense of them being spoken to him now.
He comes back to himself when he senses the touch on his fist again and hears the words being repeated.
It is said much slower this time. Like his owner is trying to stretch it out to make it easier for him to understand.
Beomgyu has no idea what is going on.
The lack of reaction must have clued Soobin in on his state of confusion. Because the next thing he knows, there is a goldfish cracker beyond his nose.
Beomgyu instinctively shoots his head forward to reach for the treat.
His nose collides on the fist that has closed around the cracker. Exhaling with a whine, Beomgyu moves to paw at the fingers obstructing access to his very much deserved treat.
But the moment he touches the fist with a paw, it disappears.
"Yes, fist bump."
Beomgyu can not believe this is happening. He thought he has already learned that trick. Is that not why he was presented with his treat?
Sure. He has no idea what the so-called trick associated with the phrase actually is. But he was offered a treat and that means he did something right. He knows it means he did something right.
Beomgyu does not care that he doesn't know what he did right. All he cares about is eating that yellow crunchy fish. And he'll fake whatever action he can, until he gets it.
Beomgyu stares daggers at the fingers curled around his yummy fish. His eyes flicker towards Soobin's face to gauge his emotions.
He does it once more. Just to make sure his owner can't read his mind and block his newly planned move.
Beomgyu springs into an upright position and bats a paw at the offending hand.
"Good job, Pup! Fist bump!"
Beomgyu freezes. His arm hovers in the air, positioned for a second hit.
He takes in the sight of fingers unfurling to expose the goldfish cracker. The palm accommodating it moves closer to Beomgyu as he sits in awe and disbelief. The silly fish shaped cracker beckons him.
His tongue moves faster than his brain and soon enough his teeth have crunched the cracker to crumbs. Beomgyu licks across his teeth to get at the remaining speckles of salt and seasoning before looking towards his owner.
Pleased to see a happy expression on the other's face, Beomgyu barks and nuzzles his head against a cheek.
"Alright, alright," Soobin chuckles. "Let's try again for another treat, okay? Come on, Buddy, fist bump."
Beomgyu's gaze flickers back and forth between his owner's expectant face and the closed fist that is back in his line of sight.
Right.
He hasn't actually figured out what's expected from him for this command.
He notices the closed fist moving towards him before it hastily pulls back. Beomgyu watches it happen a few more times, finding it funny. He crouches low on the floor with his butt wiggling in the air, ready to play.
Soobin bites his bottom lip to keep from laughing. He knows their pup hasn't actually learnt the trick nor does the little puppy's brain understand what's being taught to him.
But, they've all come to discover that playing with the pup works wonders in getting him to learn a trick.
Repeating the commands and expecting him to follow through just results in Beomgyu running off to find something more interesting to spend his time with.
Despite his best efforts, Soobin can't keep it together when he is caught off guard by the move Beomgyu makes this time.
The puppy butts his head onto the closed fist. Hard.
There is nothing Soobin can do but let out a startled laugh at their pup's choice of action.
The puppy pairs it with his own happy yaps, finishing off the cracker given to him.
A hand brushes the bangs away from his head and peppers kisses upon the span of his face.
"Looks like we have our work cut out for us, Bud," Soobin muttered fondly into his puppy's hair.
Beomgyu beams.