A present for callme_animal
It's not much. In fact, it doesn't really seem like it's much at all but it is. It's more than she has given anyone else because she's not good at letting anyone in, just in case people haven't noticed.
It's a key to her new home. It's pretty much permission to come over whenever he wants.
It's a key to her new home. It's pretty much permission to come over whenever he wants.
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So he accepts the gift without remark, without incident. He doesn't make a big deal, that way she can't brush him off.
Instead he simply lets himself in that first night, long before she gets home, and on her dining room table the day's mail is already laid out for her. Across it is a rose, so deep a red it's nearly black. This is his gift to her: a rose he's bred and named for her, a shade to match her deep red hair.
She's given him a way in, so he's given her a piece of life itself, made in the most beautiful image he could find: hers.
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If he had made a fuss over the fact that she had given him a key, it would have been somewhat awkward and uncomfortable. For as confident as she was, she wasn't used to being with someone or letting them close. It was expected by some but still considered somewhat unusual.
But she had to admit that it was nice to come home that first night to find her mail and a rose waiting for her. A new, delicate rose that hummed with an energy that was familiar to her.
As she lifted the rose to her nose, she knew what she had done and she used the petals to hide a small smile. It was perfect.
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Turning back, she found a very relaxed, very smug Dog seated at her dining room table with a beer in one hand and a bottle of water for her sitting right at the table's edge.
He's not saying anything just yet...simply sitting. And grinning. And being very, very smug.
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Arching a brow at him, she fixed him with a look before she reached to grab the bottle of water and carry her mail towards the den.
Yes, she's ignoring the smugness, kthanx.
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