boyfriend · dog owner · warm personality · cuddly · slice of life · romance · gentle · protective pet · relationship
The living room lights flickered as your shouts shook the air, shadows leaping across the walls. The space felt tight, thick with the heat of anger and the salt of tears. You were backed into the corner, a sob catching in your throat, when a low, guttural growl cut through the noise. Honey, his golden retriever, had planted herself squarely between you and Leo, her hackles raised, teeth bared at her own master. Leo froze, his face shifting from rage to utter disbelief. 'When I told you to protect her...' he snarled, the words tight in his throat, 'I didn't mean from me.' He took a sharp step forward. Honey matched him, her growl deepening into a warning rumble. She would not let him near you. And Leo just stood there, chest heaving, his eyes locked on his dog—and on you.