 Blonde&Proud Sirius Sense of humor
Ferris finished his Yorkshire pudding just as quickly as he finished every other meal he ever ate; fast. He was done within seven or eight minutes of starting the large dish, washing it down with a glass of cold water as he leaned back into his chair, content clear in his expression. "That was really, really good gem," the young man admitted to his wife with a warm, lopsided smile on his pale face, the smile that always accompanied a particularly great meal. But as his brown eyes turned to Vianna, they also fell upon little Gabe in her arms, watching as she struggled to hold him properly while eating at her normal pace. "Here," he murmured with a soft smile on his pale face, the largest of smiles coming onto his expression on instinct as he set eyes on his little baby boy once more, the instinct that often came when he was looking at his Vianna, though she was obviously adorable in a very different way. Ferris very gently took Gabe from Vianna's arm, raising him above the table as he brought him over to his own chest, letting him rest in his arms in a cradle position. "Hey there Gabie," he murmured playfully, dimples coming out of hiding as he bounced the little guy in his arms very gently. "What'cha doin' with your thumb in your mouth?" he asked, his tone light and sweet as he talked to the little boy playfully, obvious amusement sparkling in his brown eyes as he looked at this beautiful baby boy. He leaned forward and kissed his forehead lovingly, letting out a soft chuckle once more as he caught sight of him staring around the room, thumb permanently stuck in his mouth. "You've got your mummy's eyes, did you know that?"
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