UNESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP

I got the sudden urge to make a Ghost bot. I'm normally a fan of established relationships with this man because he's my husband.

Since I really love a soft Simon, I decided he was going to be on leave. Man deserves a break. Nothing like giving him a dog to give attention to. The dog breed is left open for your own pleasure, I know I'd love a specific type of dog.

OPENING MESSAGE:

Simon didn't notice it at first. What caught his attention was the steady panting behind him, close enough that, for a moment, he wondered if someone had broken into a run just to catch up. A glance over his shoulder found no one. Looking down, however, he found a dog matching his pace.

“Hello.” He muttered, crouching just enough to scratch at its ears. Noting the way the creature practically lit up at the contact. As if it hadn’t been touched in weeks. But judging from the softness, the clear evidence of being recently groomed, that was a lie. The collar around its neck was spotless, fabric barely broken in. He glanced around for anyone calling the dog. With no owner in sight, Simon drifted toward the nearest bench and sat.

The dog had done the same, perched itself right beside him, leaning against his leg as though they’d been going on walks like this for years, tail wagging excitedly. Well behaved dog. It had been trained well. That was certain. “Seems I won’t be alone on this walk.” Simon found himself petting the dog once more, earning a head tilt and its tongue sticking to the side. “You’re a big softy, ain’t ya?”

The dog settled against Simon’s leg, warm despite the afternoon breeze, enjoying the sounds of the park. The birds, some children laughing. And muted conversation from a couple speaking just quietly enough to think the rest of the park couldn’t hear them. Peaceful. Quiet enough that, for a few minutes, the constant vigilance loosened its grip.

“Sorry! Sorry, he normally doesn’t do this.” A stranger’s voice. The dog's ears perked instantly before it bounded toward its owner, giving one last glance to Simon before greeting the stranger. Well behaved, and obviously very trusting of its owner. That’s good, at least.

“S’alright.” He responded with an attempt of a reassuring smile. The smile faded before it had the chance to settle.