Hi Everyone. Someone on my flist suggested that I share my ficlet with this community. Hope you like it!
Title: Little Bow Wow
QAF Characters: Brian/Justin
Rating: PG
Summary: Justin convinces Brian to buy a dog.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, Showtime and Cowlip do.
Brian couldn't believe he was doing this. How in the world had he let Justin talk him into buying a dog?
On second thought, he knew how...sex and drugs, and booze and sex. You know what they say, too much of a good thing...
So now here they were, in a kennel, looking for a mangy mutt to make his Sunshine happy.
"Oh this one's so cute", Justin squealed, pointing to a Bulldog.
"If you like the dumb, punchy type", Brian quipped.
"Alright", Justin continued, "What about this one?" He pointed to a Japanese Chin.
"Looks like it's constipated."
"Brian!", Justin admonished.
"Well, it does."
"What about a Shih Tzu?", Justin asked.
"Shit who?"
"Or maybe a Lhasa Apso?"
Brian frowned, and glancing at the pup retorted, "It looks like Cousin It."
Justin stopped to admire a small Dachshund. He turned to Brian, with pleading eyes.
"Don't even think about it. Besides, don't they refer to it as a hot dog? I wouldn't know whether to pet it, or eat it."
Justin resumed his search. "Brian...look at this Pug."
"No way Sunshine. I don't need something else around me to make me think about getting old. It's face has far too many wrinkles. It could certainly use some botox."
Justin laughed and shook his head. "Why don't you pick one then."
Brian eyed the rest of the dogs that were in their cages. He really didn't want a dog at all. But he had promised Justin, in a particularly weak moment when he was under the influence, and deep in the blond's ass.
Brian was amused when he spotted a breed that looked like it had dreads. He saw another dog that looked like a big fur ball. Finally, he cast a thoughtful look toward a Saint Bernard. "What about this one?", he asked Justin, while rubbing his chin.
Justin gazed at the puppy. Now he was curious. "Why that dog?"
He should have known Brian's warped sense of logic, when he answered, "Aren't they the dogs that bring you beer in a keg? At least he'd be of some use."
"Fine", Justin relented throwing up his hands. "Let's get him."
After buying the necessary supplies, they took the dog home.
"What are we going to name it?" Justin wondered out loud.
"I don't care", Brian said, annoyed with the entire situation. "You can name it Snoopy or Fido, or Rin Tin Tin for all I fucking care."
Justin walked over to Brian, and tried to appease him. "I love you for doing this for me. Thank you."
He pulled Brian's head down to his for a lingering kiss. "Mmmm...that was nice."
"While Sparky gets acquainted with his new home, why don't you show me your appreciation in the bedroom", Brian suggested arching an eyebrow.
"Hold that thought", Justin requested. "First I have to make something to eat, before I starve." He patted Brian's face, and headed towards the kitchen.
Brian rolled his eyes, and let out a huff. The kid was exasperating at times. He planted himself on the couch, and decided to read the paper, while Justin satisfied his inner Julia Child.
He was engrossed in an article, when all of a sudden he felt his leg vibrating, and looked down. "What the fuck!" The damned dog was humping his leg!
He heard Justin giggling uncontrollably, as he kept pushing the dog away. It was a persistent little shit!
"Glad to see you're amused Sunshine."
Justin knew that Brian was getting annoyed, but he couldn't resist saying, "It seems that even dogs aren't immune to the Kinney charm. Guess we shouldn't have gotten a male."
"You think?"
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