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IS THAT YOU ANON????

Fangs everywhere

This Manga is the Manga for Fang lovers and Cute girls with Fangs.

STOP I NEED AN ENTIRE FIC DOR RHIS MOW😭😭😭

[if you remember us [me, you, + peachie] talking about this, no you don't]

"Little pup lost her collar, huh?"

A weight lifted from your shoulders as you spotted the familiar forest green and gold accented collar dangling from the fingers of the man before you. "I swear- I didn't even realize I lost it until my friends pointed it out - thank you so much!"

Leave it to you to forget something as important as your collar at a BDSM convention while you lost yourself among the various booths and merch stands.

Thankfully, you had your information on the back of the circular tag, and before you knew it, you were set to meet with the - admittedly handsome - stranger who saved you from a very ugly freakout.

The man shrugged his shoulders, "Don't mention it, you're lucky I was the one who found it - with something this good, someone might've just sold it for a quick buck."

The thought made your stomach turn, nodding in agreement, "Right, then I would've had to murder someone, and I don't plan on going to jail for that just yet." You shot him a smile, stepping forward just a bit more, "Thanks again, I'll just take it now-"

"Do you need help putting it on?"

You paused, face twisting in a quizzical look, "I- Uh... What?"

He tilted his head slightly, the light catching his face in a way that made his lidded eyes shine underneath the strands of hair that peeked from underneath his hat. "Do you want me to put it on for you? So you don't drop it and lose it again?"

He did have a point, you couldn't risk losing it again, especially after all the hard work you and your friends went through to search for it, they'd have your head on a spike.

"Yeah, sure."

"Sure?" He mused, though you weren't blind to the minor upward tick of his lips. "That's a strange way of asking for help, pup."

Huffing, you crossed your arms over your chest, "Please."

"Good girl."

He knew what he was doing. You knew he knew what he was doing, yet here you were, feeling your stomach twist in knots at the praise falling from his oh-so-kissable lips.

Stepping behind you, you felt his fingers - long and pretty, something you were quick to notice when he was holding your collar - glide against your neck. It was tantalizing, sending chills down your spine and goosebumps down your arms.

You could feel the light gust of his breathing against the back of your ear as he peered around to make sure the tag was properly in the middle of your throat, before he pulled back to secure the clasp.

Not too tight, yet not too loose where it would shift whenever you moved. Perfect.

He was standing in front of you before you had time to control your heart rate, this time a smug smirk gracing his features. "Looks good, pup."

"Thank you, M-" You bit your tongue, your conscious mind slapping you back into reality and stopping yourself from saying any more than you needed to. "Thanks."

With a curt nod, he took a few steps back, "See you around, pup."

It took a minute for your brain to catch up as you watched him walk away, secretly hoping he would turn back around and invite you out somewhere, anywhere - he was intoxicating in every sense of the word.

"God- What is wrong with me?"

Putting the experience behind you, you sought out your friends at the booth you all agreed to meet up at after you got your collar back, and all was well in the world until one of your girls turned to you.

"So, um... Why's your collar say 'Seungmin's Pup' now?"

There's no way...

c:

YOU,

YOU!!🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻

IM BARKING. LOUDLY. THE NEIGHBORS HAVE CALLED ANIMAL CONTROL!😭🫵🏻

what if i i…. shoved my fingers down your throat and called you pretty?