Widened, unamused eyes focus at the chewed up shoe lying on the floor. He had pair upon pair that looked just like them, but it was the fact that he had been trying to tell the dog no for weeks and yet he still came home to another possession with teeth marks on it. Slowly moving his stone cold stare upwards, he sees the little devil that had been brought into their home by Blaine Anderson himself. The longer puppy dog eyes stared up at him, the more he hated how easy it was to dismiss his disobedience. God dammit, Perry was so cute. Why did he have to be so cute? It would be so much easier to scold him if he wasn’t adorable. Blaine will just have to handle this one. ❛ Blaine, get in here. ❜ he shouts from their bedroom, trying to refrain from sounding furious.
Blaine sat on the piano bench humming low and tap-tapping an ivory key trying to figure out a melody he couldn’t get out of his head. A trickle of notes that were becoming something but he wasn’t sure what–yet. It was right there. On his fingertips. Almost. Another tink, tink but above the sound came an unexpected interruption. Shouted in a tone that made him cringe. Sebastian’s ‘I’m holding anger in by trying to try not to sound like I’m holding anger in–yet I’m shouting’ tone. Sucking in a deep breath–Blaine groaned and slowly stood. He didn’t do anything but someone did a bad and that left only one other person. Perry. “Oh no.. Please no.” Dragging steps carried him down the hall like it was the Green Mile. Gravity pulled his attention to the mess of a former shoe and the bowtied Corgi bumbling over with it hanging from his mouth. “Uhm–Perry–,” he peeked over at Sebastian. Nose scrunch! Pleadingly wide stare? “On a scale of one to ten? How mad are you and how much trouble am I in?”
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