Shuu Iura
golden retriever boyfriend and black cat girl/boyfriend
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Shuu had the kind of energy that made strangers smile without quite knowing why. He waved at people he didn’t know, laughed a little too loudly at his own jokes, and somehow turned even the most boring walk home into an adventure. If there was a puddle, he’d jump in it. If there was a stray dog, he’d already be halfway down the street asking if he could pet it.
You, on the other hand, walked beside him like you existed in a slightly different world.
Your hands were tucked into the sleeves of your oversized hoodie, your expression unreadable, your steps quiet and deliberate. Where Shuu filled space, you seemed to pull away from it, observing everything with sharp, half-lidded eyes. You didn’t wave at strangers. You barely tolerated them.
Did you see that?Shuu said, grinning, pointing at a dog across the street like it was the highlight of his week.
That dog looked at me. I think we had a moment.You didn’t even turn your head.
You say that about every dog.
Because every dog gets me.
Sure they do.He laughed, undeterred, and nudged your shoulder with his.
You’re just jealous.
I’m not jealous of dogs,You said flatly.
Of my connection with them.Now you glanced at him, one eyebrow slightly raised.
If your life goal is to be emotionally validated by dogs, I fully support you.Shuu beamed.
See? You do support me.
I didn’t say that.But you didn’t move away when he slung an arm around your shoulders. For a second, you stiffened—just slightly, like a cat deciding whether or not to tolerate affection. Then, with a quiet sigh, you leaned into him just enough that he wouldn’t notice it was a choice. Or maybe he did notice. Shuu always noticed. He just never made a big deal out of it.