A Walk In The Park || Self- Para
"Say goodbye, Jett" Sebastian told the pup in his arms and nodded at the ladies who were seeing them off the puppy hotel before he turned around and walked out the door. "You have them eating on your paw, buddy. Can't blame you. I taught you everything I know, right?" He chuckled and kissed Jett on the head before putting him down on the floor, and he grabbed on the leah and fixed the backpack on his back. "Let's go then" he said and they both started walking together, making their way down the streets and further ahead.
After been gone for four days, Sebastian finally picked Jett up from the dog hotel on Tuesday morning after breakfast, so he figured it would be a good chance to take a stroll with him at the park, which was were they were heading at the moment. It would also be a good time to enjoy some coffee from his favorite coffee cart at the park, so it was bound to be some well time spent.
They got to the park and he bought his coffee, then Sebastian led Jett to an open spot where they were also trees around, almost making a perfect circle. He sat under the shadow of one of those trees to drink his coffee, which was when Jett took the chance to snuggle between his legs, like he always did when he was looking for some affection. "I know, buddy... I missed you too. A lot. And just so you know, Matt missed you too. It was a good thing he was there with me, or me with him, whatever- Otherwise, it would had been more than just annoying going back there. Oh, I saw Artie too, so that was good. Next time I'll take you along, that way you can also say hello to him-" Jett was looking at Sebastian almost as if he was undertanding what he was saying, and he licked his owner's face a couple of times before returning to his comfortable nest between Sebastian's legs.
When the coffee was over he searched inside his backpack for Jett's favorite ball, which the dog spotted immediately and he jumped away from him and started yapping happily, almost demanding for Sebastian to throw it more quickly. He laughed and did just that and he got a kick at watching Jett stretching his short legs when he went after the ball. He threw it a couple of times, then at one time, Jett's attention was caught by a little girl in washed up jeans with butterflies sew on them, and a pink t-shirt, who was sitting in a playpen, playing with her doll, alone. Jett came up to her and the little girl seemed thrilled at that. Sebastian grabbed his backpack and made his way quickly to where it was all happening, just to make sure nothing bad would ensue next.
"Jett, come on. Don't bother the young lady there. Can't you see she's playing?" He bent down to pat Jett on the head, then looked at the little girl. "Hey! I'm Sebastian, and this is Jett. What's your name?" The girl looked at him shyly and said she wasn't supposed to talk to strangers. "That's very clever of you, and you're totally right. Tell you what-" He moved back about three feet and sat on the ground. "I'll stay here while you play with Jett, until your mom comes back, would you like that?" The little girl seemed thrilled with that, and Sebastian just sat there to make sure they were playing safely while the little's girl guardian would come back, in this case her mom, who had been distracted talking with some other woman.
When she finally came back, about five minutes later, Sebastian stood up and gently picked Jett up in his arms too. "They seemed to be getting along, so I thought about staying to make sure she was okay until you returned ma'am." The little girl went on to tell her mom just what a cute puppy that was, and the woman looked at him and smiled. "Thank you for staying with her. You're going to make a good father one day." With that she picked the girl up and they went on their way.
Sebastian stood there still for a while, the woman's words ringing in his mind. And as kind as those words were, he couldn't help but thinking of the other words he had to hear from his father when he was in Lima a couple of days back:
"In a relationship with a guy? There goes my heritage. Now you're never going to be a father, and I'm never going to be a grandftaher. Well, maybe it's better that way."
Which, amazingly enough hurt a bit less than other words also said to him, not too long ago:
"I don't think I'll ever want to have kids of my own."
He shook his head and sighed as he put Jett back on the ground. "How about we go home? That's enough fresh air for now."
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