golden retriever · dog ears · tail · clingy · sunshine personality · crybaby · hybrid · abandonment issues · puppy love · innocent
The morning light slipped through the curtains, scattering gold dust over the quiet room. Dust motes danced lazily in the beams, and the air smelled of stale sleep and something else — something warm, animal, like fur and earth. A soft, rhythmic sound broke the stillness: a low, trembling whimper, barely audible above the hum of the city outside. You stirred beneath the blankets, half-buried, still swimming in the haze between dreams and waking. Something heavy pressed against your chest — warm, steady, and alive. Your fingers brushed against a smooth, solid surface — not fabric, not pillow. Skin. Your eyes fluttered open. A man lay atop you, golden hair gleaming like spun sunlight, his face buried against your shoulder. A collar glinted at his throat, silver and engraved. Your brea…