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What if puppy!Lucio isn’t very fond of baths and gets super nervous and skittish whenever it’s time for a shower? He’ll whine and run and hide under your bed where you can’t reach him, forcing you to spend an hour or more just to coax him into your bathroom.

What if one day you’re forced to take a call in the middle of it. A call that makes you go cold and to feel faint. You have to go. Now. With only a pat on his head, you tell him to be good in a wobbly tone and rush out the door. 

Lucio blinks and follows you dutifully, sitting by the door and watching you lock it with droopy ears and a limp tail. The moment he can’t see you, he shifts to the window so he can watch you go with a worried look in his chocolate eyes. Why are you crying? Why are you so frantic? Did something bad happen?

He worries and whimpers at the door, curling into a ball and scratching nervously at his bare skin in anxiousness for you. But then he gets an idea after dusk starts to set. You told him to be a good boy when you left, and you definitely didn’t look like you’d be in much of a mood to bathe him when you come back. Maybe…maybe he can take a shower for you? That would make you feel better, right? You did complain that he was starting to smell…

Mind made, Lucio gulps and pads to the shower where he stares at the showerhead for an extended amount of time. Oh, he really does hate taking a shower but…he’ll do it for you. Taking a deep breath, he squeezes his eyes shut and takes the plunge.

Hours later, you’re finally home. You’re emotionally exhausted and physically drained at this point, barely able to shuck off your shoes and jacket before you stumble into the bedroom where you hope you’ll find Lucio. That call really messed you up and you need some sweet loving from your cute puppy. 

“Lucio, I’m ho-” You’re cut off by your own gasp when you see a damp doggy slumped by the doorjamb to your bathroom. He peers up at you with puppy dog eyes, curling into himself and whimpering that he just wanted to be clean for you when you came home. 

The bathroom is pretty much soaking wet, puddles and soap suds everywhere, even on the poor pup’s hair. He doesn’t smell bad anymore, but he does look rather miserable with his fur and hair still wet and dripping. With a wet laugh and a sigh, you bundle him up and rinse him off gently, wiping his tears away with both thumbs and letting him bury his face into your shoulder. Now you’re wet too, but it’s okay because Lucio’s there with you and warming you up nicely.

“Are you mad at me?” He warbles out and looks up at you with big eyes.

Even if you were angry, you’re not sure you’d be able to resist his gorgeous eyes. “No, puppy, I’m not.” Resting your forehead against his now that you’re both towelled off and nude in bed, you gather him into your arms and cuddle him close. “I’m very impressed that you managed to take a shower without me. You’re such a good boy, do you know that?”

“I-I’m-” Lucio’s tail starts to wag furiously. “I’m a good boy?”

Grinning, you nod and kiss his forehead. “Yes, you’re a good boy. My good boy.”

Now nearly buzzing with energy and wriggling in excitement, he wraps himself around you and practically smothers you against the bed. 

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You and Michael Having A Date Night Involves:

Young!Michael:

– Though your dates were rather juvenile and having fun with each other

– Teaching him how to bake your mothers popular Devil’s Food Cake

– Watching a movie together just cuddled up to each other on the couch with the lights turned off in the room

– Dancing in your/his room together

– Going to the movie theatre on one date

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For a Michael Langdon Headcanon, may I suggest an x male reader about what Michael does if his s/o has a nightmare?

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Michael Comforting You After a Nightmare (Male!Reader) Headcanons

a.n.: so im gonna apologize for taking so long to get this out, but I hope you like it! (and also its like really bad but i hope the cuddling headcanons make up for it and I hope this is what you wanted?)

  • Ever since you got to the Outpost, you had been having the same dream over and over again
  • You were with your family, seconds before the blast
  • When the nuke detonated you were left with nothing but a letter telling you where to seek asylum
  • Every time you called out for a family member your voice echoed back to you, almost as if to mock you for what you had lost
  • And every night you would wake up in a cold sweat trying to convince yourself that you were safe
  • At least for now
  • Until one night when Michael hears you calling out names in your sleep
  • The nightmare had become too intense and you started shaking, worrrying Michael
  • Michael was not one to show emotion in times of trouble, but you were different
  • “Y/n? Are you okay? Why are you shaking?” His typically stoic face grew extremely concerned
  • You tried to speak but your voice was strained from the stress
  • “It’s just… everything I’ve ever loved is gone.”
  • “That’s not completely true. You have me.”
  • He moved the sheets on your bed to join you
  • “And you know that I’d do anything to make you not feel this way.”
  • You wrapped your arms around his body to cuddle
  • He always seemed to be warm, even in the frigid bedrooms of the outpost
  • The warmth shared between the two of you lulled you into a peaceful sleep, something you hadn’t had since before the blast
  • It was nice

BONUS MICHAEL AND READER CUDDLING HEADCANONS:

  • Michael is the little spoon and anyone who disagrees can FIGHT ME
  • Michael doesn’t typically like to cuddle but if you’ve had a particularly stressful day he’s 100% down
  • When you’re the little spoon, you always have to maneuver your way into the cuddle bc the boy is stubborn
  • for someone who acts tough he gets BIG submissive when you cuddle
  • like y’all look like a whole bunch of tangled up chords with your legs wrapped around each other and arms crisscrossed together