LJ-SEC: (ORIGINALLY POSTED BY
all_these_fools)
"Viktor! Stop! Just go lay down!" Jon yelled to the dog, who folded his ears back and whimpered. The three year old husky had been pestering Jon while he was trying to work. Jon stood up from the chair at his desk and looked down at the dog. "I'm sorry." he said for raising his voice. He didn't do it often he was just quite stressed. He'd been working for weeks on a project for work and only hours before he needed to submit the file to his boss, his computer crashed and he'd lost everything.
Looking at the dog once more and smiling apologetically as if the dog would understand his frustrations, he reached out and pet the dog gently on the top of his head. He made sure the dog left the office the same time he did, unable to trust the devious animal in his work space.
He wandered down the hall in search of Harper, the dog had run off to hide in the bathroom, likely curling up on the bath mat next to the shower.
"Liefste?" he called, a name that he'd been calling the other man for as long as he could remember. He wondered where Harper had gone, if he was home at all.
"Viktor! Stop! Just go lay down!" Jon yelled to the dog, who folded his ears back and whimpered. The three year old husky had been pestering Jon while he was trying to work. Jon stood up from the chair at his desk and looked down at the dog. "I'm sorry." he said for raising his voice. He didn't do it often he was just quite stressed. He'd been working for weeks on a project for work and only hours before he needed to submit the file to his boss, his computer crashed and he'd lost everything.
Looking at the dog once more and smiling apologetically as if the dog would understand his frustrations, he reached out and pet the dog gently on the top of his head. He made sure the dog left the office the same time he did, unable to trust the devious animal in his work space.
He wandered down the hall in search of Harper, the dog had run off to hide in the bathroom, likely curling up on the bath mat next to the shower.
"Liefste?" he called, a name that he'd been calling the other man for as long as he could remember. He wondered where Harper had gone, if he was home at all.
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