Puppy love

[poetic_apostle]

It seemed like any other morning as Julian woke, not wanting to open his eyes. It was another day on the island, another day without Anthony, another dreary day of pretending anything other than the woman next to him mattered.

The warm, wet tongue that began bathing his cheek was definitely new, however. He opened one eye to find a puppy with a

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[loveintriangles]

Nessa hadn't been asleep that deeply and woke when Julian spoke. She opened her eyes and quickly saw the words weren't directed to her. But that hardly mattered. She saw the look on her son's face, and smiled, for a moment staying silent, lying down, pretending not to be awake. She had rather missed that beautiful smile.

[poetic_apostle]

Julian scratched the puppy beneath its chin, smiling thoughtfully. "What shall I call you? Spender?" He'd used Auden already. "MacNeice?" he suggested with a soft chuckle, then grew solemn, stroking his hand over the puppy's small head a few times. "...Keats," he said softly, although he expected his idol would quite possibly not appreciate such a tribute.

The puppy let out a soft yap as if commenting on the name and Julian pressed a finger to his lips, glancing at Nessa and giving her a sheepish grin as he realised she was awake. "...Morning. Didn't mean to wake you," he murmured, wincing at the tickling sensation as the dog started sniffing round his ear.

[loveintriangles]

She smiled at the names and would suggest Sassie, but he seemed to have found another one. Keats.

Shame really, that he should have left so soon.

"Morning, dear. You didn't wake me. Where did he come from?"

[poetic_apostle]

Julian cradled the creature against his chest and sat up slightly in bed, kissing the puppy's cheek and working at the knot holding the bow round its neck. "He was just...here. I woke up to puppy kisses." He grinned again at the memory, holding the ribbon out to Nessa to show her the gift tag bearing his name and no other information.