 Blonde&Proud Sirius Sense of humor
Ferris paused in the hallway, his back still to the nursery, as Vianna spoke much louder than she should have, apparently talking to their baby and translating the message to her husband that Gabe thought he should perform a healing spell on his bruise. The warmest of smiles fell onto his features then, still hidden as he faced away from his wife and baby, listening as Vianna added that Gabe said he didn't like seeing his daddy all bruised, her tone serious as though she was honestly just communicating a message that she had nothing to do with. The young man turned around 180 degrees with his eyebrows raising, an amused smile still prominent on his pale expression, warm as his dimples came out of hiding and he set eyes on his wife and baby. "Is that right?" he replied softly, walking back over to her as his smile morphed into a grin, finally right in front of her and Gabe and staring into her blue eyes with a soft chuckle. "You know, it's really unfair of you to use our child to do your own bidding," he informed her, brown eyes sparkling at the sight of her before he leaned in and pressed a loving, warm kiss to her forehead, letting his lips to rest there for a moment longer than necessary. And then, as though this one contact had started a hunger within the young man, Ferris leaned through the space between them and gently set his lips on her own in a sweet, slow kiss, placing no rush on the gesture as he simply relished in the feel of her lips on his own. After what could've been sweet hours, minutes, or seconds, he finally broke apart with the warmest of his quirky smiles. "A healing spell will be done," he promised her softly before heading off down the hall once more, this time making it all the way to their bedroom and closing the door behind him.
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