 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Vi would have liked to stop growing up a long time back - after he was adopted but before his biological father decided to make an appearance in his life - if that were possible. Then he could spend all day making jewellery with Vesp, sweets with Vasco and Papa Renner, and of course, training for Quidditch with Papa Raju. Then again, if that had happened, he wouldn’t have Eraos in his life. So maybe growing up was a positive thing.
What a warm squish! It was such a lovely thing to be on the receiving end of! Viano laughed, switching to Italian as the conversation continued. “Who says I haven’t already ordered one?” Another benefit of being ‘of age’ was that he got to use his money as he saw fit. Not that he planned on making bad financial decisions. “Custom made, so it’ll have some pretty cool colours on there.” Only the best for his nephew! And just look at those eyes! They were so mesermising. “Hi, Eraos.” Smiling softly, he reached out to tickle the kiddo under the chin. “You know, someday you’ll trap everyone with those eyes of yours.” Heaven forbid he turned out like Vi, who liked everyone. |