It was a couple of weeks after Moritz moved in with Melchior, and he wanted to do something to thank him. So one day while Melchior was at work, his boyfriend went to the pet shelter near their house to pick out a puppy.

He knew that Melchior had always wanted to have a Goldendoodle, so a small Goldendoodle puppy was what he was looking for. That was the only kind of dog that Melchior could have since they're hypoallergic and he's allergic to dogs and cats.

Moritz stepped into the shelter and heard the little bell over the door ring, alerting one of the workers that he was there. A woman a couple of years older than him walked over to Moritz and smiled politely at him.

"I'm guessing you're here for a dog," she asked him. The brunette nodded and turned to look around at all of the different dogs to pick from.

"I was hoping to find a Goldendoodle puppy if you've got any," he replied.

The lady nodded and led him through the building towards the back where all of the Goldendoodles were kept. Soon they came across a pen of adorable puppies and Moritz couldn't help but grin at the sight of them.

"Go ahead and pick one out," she told him, unlocking the pen so Moritz could see all of the dogs.

One of the puppies jumped up on Moritz and started licking his face, making Moritz laugh as he reached out to pet it. "Does this one have a name?" he asked curiously.

The woman shook her head. "She just got her yesterday. If you get her, you can pick her name," she said.

Moritz nodded and stood back up, then pulled out his wallet. "How much?"

They discussed the payment, and Moritz left five minutes later with his new puppy. He quickly brought the dog home, only stopping to buy some food and toys for her.

When he got back home, Melchior's car was in the driveway, so Moritz put the puppy on her leash and carefully brought her inside to see Melchior. He heard the TV playing in the living room so he knew that was where his boyfriend would be waiting for him.

The brunette picked up the Goldendoodle and carried her in his arms to the living room. "Melchi," he said, getting Melchior's attention.

He looked up from where he was sitting on the couch and gasped when he saw the dog. "Moritz, did you get that dog for us?" Melchior asked, his eyes wide in shock.

Moritz nodded, grinning happily as he watched while his boyfriend came over to pet their new dog. "What should we name her?" Moritz asked, reaching down to pet the puppy behind the ears.

Melchior thought about it for a second, then shrugged, looking up at Moritz. "Do you have any ideas?"

Moritz looked back down at the Goldendoodle. "How about Amy?" he suggested. Melchior thought about it for a moment, before slowly nodding.

"I like it. Do you like the name Amy?" he asked the puppy, laughing when it jumped up to lick his cheek.

"I guess that's a yes," Moritz said happily. Melchior smiled at him.

"Thank you so much, Moritz."

Moritz simply grinned back at his lover and leaned down to pet Amy.