#remember when rosé said donut was a bad dog bc she didn’t give af that rosé was dying from hot sauce

[rosenallies]

does donut exist in the phone sex au? if she does, i would love a prompt of rosie and donut really bonding while nali is away🥹 i know she is nali's baby, but i would love to see that sweet doggy growing close to her other mommy

Denali stood by the door, her suitcase by her feet, duffle bag slung over her shoulder. “You sure you’ll be okay?”

Chuckling, Rosé kissed her cheek. “I’ll be fine, baby, you’ll only be gone a couple days. I’ll miss you, but I’ll be okay.”

Before Denali could reply, the Uber that was parked outside waiting for her honked impatiently. “Okay then,” she said, standing on her tip toes to kiss Rosé properly, “I’ll call you when I land?”

“Sounds good, tell your skaters good luck. They’re definitely gonna do great with a coach like you.”

“I will, though some of them will be disappointed you’re not joining me,” she giggled, thinking of one of her youngest skaters who told her Rosé and her pretty red hair reminded her of Ariel.

“Next competition, promise, but you better get going before your Uber cancels and you miss your flight. I’ll miss you!”

“I’ll miss you too, oh and before I forget, I wrote you instructions for Donut that I stuck to the fridge. Bye! See you in a few days!”

Rosé hovered by the door until Denali was in the car, halfway down the road before she shut the door, sighing and looking down at the dog at her feet. “Looks like it’s just you and me for a couple days.”

Donut cocked her head to the side, huffing and sauntering off to her little area in the living room Denali had set up for her.

“She’ll be back soon,” Rosé sighed, plopping down on the couch.

She’d never been much of a dog person, having mostly grown up with cats, but she didn’t mind Donut, even if the dog didn’t fully trust her quite yet. She’d been living with Denali for nearly three months and still, the dog hesitated whenever Rosé got too close.

Hours went by with Rosé glued to her spot on the couch, first watching tv, then talking to Denali, then reading; whatever she could do to keep her mind off of the fact that she was alone. It wasn’t until after 10 when she decided the call it a night, the sudden storm that raged outside the window shutting off the power and her reading light.

When she crawled into bed, she’d almost missed it but behind the sound of the rain hitting the roof and the occasional claps of thunder, she heard soft cries coming from underneath the bed. She’d nearly forgotten about Donut and immediately felt guilty thinking about how afraid she knew the little dog was of storms. The last time there was a storm like this one, Denali didn’t sleep a wink because she was too busy coddling the dog, wrapping her tight in a blanket and holding her like a human baby to get her to stop shaking.

“Oh Donie,” Rosé cooed, kneeling on the ground and calling for her to come out, “come here, I won’t hurt you. I know I’m not your mommy but I won’t hurt you.”

It took a few tries, but eventually, Donut slinked out from underneath the bed, still shaking like a leaf. Rosé went to pick her up, which she knew immediately was a bad idea as Donut nervously snapped at her hand.

“Guess I’ll stay here with you,” she sighed, sitting against the bed frame and letting Donut tentatively sniff her hand.

Eventually, they got to a place where Rosé could pet her head and scratch behind her ears. The storm still shook the house, but at least Donut seemed slightly less fearful, until a clap of thunder louder than any Rosé had ever heard before boomed from outside, making Donut jump into her lap, nuzzling her face in Rosé’s neck as she whimpered.

“Are you finally gonna let me pick you up now, hmm?” She tried, holding onto her and lifting herself off the ground, successfully getting herself and Donut into bed.

Rosé sighed as she settled into bed, exhaustion finally setting in. She scratched Donut’s head gently and yawned. “There’s nothing to be afraid of,” she said softly as if Donut could understand her.

Hours later, early morning sunlight filtered through the blinds, pulling Rosé from her sleep. She moved to roll over when a tiny wet tongue licked her nose, surprising her. She’d nearly forgotten Donut had fallen asleep curled up against her from the storm.

“Well, good morning to you too.”

Donut replied with a content sigh, laying her head back down and snuggling closer to Rosé, something she often did with Denali. It was too cute for Rosé not to snap a quick photo, sending it off to Denali.

‘Look, we’re bonding,’ the text had said.

Denali replied quickly with a ton of heart emojis, claiming that it was about time her two favorite girls bonded.

Rosé chuckled to herself, patting Donut’s head. “Maybe you are a good dog after all.”

#remember when rosé said donut was a bad dog bc she didn’t give af that rosé was dying from hot sauce #phone sex au #prompt request