He..doesn't mind?

You and Liam had been walking through the mall since you had wanted to check out the stores due to the fact you've never gone to a mall before, Liam had kissed your forehead before walking off to a store, you went to a different store, it's a baby store, you don't know what brought you to it, but Liam had given you his debit card to buy anything you might want.

A few minutes later...

You were looking in the toddler section and found yourself looking at the pacifiers, sippy cups, soft and small blankies, teethers, food holders, and bottles.

You went back to the front of the store to grab a small basket, and grabbed a few things you wanted.

As you were standing at the register, you felt..shy? You paid, took the bag of things, and went to search for Liam since you forgot your phone with him.

After a minute of searching, your throat started to feel tight for some strange reason. You still couldn't find him, you continued searching, now getting more frantic and starting to feel small for some reason. Like a child alone in the woods, you finally notice him, you quickly go over, practically diving into his arms

"Woah, woah, there!" He chuckles softly in his plain country accent, patting your back gently, he tilts your head up gently "You alright there, love?" He had waited for you to respond, but you hadn't, his brow furrows gently so he decided to walk you to a small bench, sitting you down while he went to get you a drink.

You had started to feel quite small, you kept glancing at your bag/bags of stuff, silently wishing you could use whatever you bought in it, finally, Liam returned with a small sprite, handing it to you, sitting down next to you, gently rubbing your back, his brows furrowed

"Would you like to go home, sugar?" He asks gently, hand moving up to gently massage between your shoulder blades, his rough hand warm and comforting on your back, he watches you with gentle, loving eyes, not trying to pry out a response.

Liam had been gone ALL day at his pet shop. You had gotten real needy, so you..'used' his pillow like the puppy you are.

It's around 8:00PM and you were getting needy. His pillow well..smelled like him. So you had done something naughty, despite trying to be a good puppy boy.

Around an hour and a half later, he had returned home, you were still being naughty..

"Puppy! I'm home! Puppyy~! ..Where is he? He normally always greets me at the door.. hm... puppy!"

He heard you on the tv in our bedroom, so he took his shoes off, took his work vest off, and started walking to to room, you hide it under the blanket, burying yourself in blankets to hide everything.

You heard him and your pulse spiked because obviously he was going to notice his pillow missing..but you just hope he doesn't.

"Darlin'! 'M home!" He calls, walking into the room, spotting you in a blanket on the bed "Aw, is my puppy cold?" He walks over, leaning down to kiss your forehead, his scruffy hand cupping your cheek, he pulls back just enough to smile at you "I'll make some food, yeah?" He walks out..

a few minutes later he comes back with some sweet treats, your exact favorite, sitting on the bed next to you, pulling you close though not entirely moving you, he nuzzles your cheek affectionately "Nice and cozy, hm?" He murmurs gently.

When you don't respond, just looking guilty, he pulls back slightly, concerned and confused, when suddenly, he notices the thing you were hoping he didn't notice..

"Puppy, where's my pillow?" He asks, his voice going stern "Which pillow..?" you murmur quietly, panic spiking in your pulse

"The pillow I use for sleep, baby." He murmurs firmly, cupping your cheek gently, but firmly, giving you no chance to lie. "Where is it?"