Evie
The crest of her cheek where his teasing breath lands goes all the more pink, contrasting the blue of her eyes while simultaneously fading out the presence of her freckles. To still feel flustered by her husband even after this many years is a thrill unto itself - and a privilege that many married couples take for granted, or lose entirely. “And I never will,” she assures, voice steady with certainty but with a chirp of prim sass, unrepentant in her appreciation for his bedroom talents.
Though if they don’t stop being so enamored with each other, they really will fill their entire house. And they built it with double the necessary rooms before Erebos was even a thought!
Micah chirps excitedly from wherever he bounded off to, making Evie laugh. “If each companion has a designated bed in each bedroom, surely we can maximize space economy. If our children find their rooms crowded because of it, that’s their own fault for bonding.” Of course some bond on accident, others on purpose, but Evie isn’t going to build a barn until one of them comes home with a unicorn or a damn ursur. Besides, she’s too soft-hearted - she’d insist on bringing them inside anyway after a single moment seeing a companion standing out in a barn alone at night.
Leaning her hands back on the counter, her head falls back dramatically between the cradle of her scapulae, groaning at the ceiling. “Already? Love, I’m at my least breakable now! We’re already past the delicate early stage. I love watching you work, but I’ll bake far too much with idle hands - and then we’ll both get fat.” She pauses, a slow grin starting up as she lifts her head back up to aim it his way. “Actually, nevermind. It’s a great idea, you can share the burden of weight-bearing!”
All fun dissipates as he drops the news of Remi and Ronin, and she gasps while sitting up like she’s been electrocuted, excitement ablaze on her face. “Oh my gods! That’s amazing! We can absolutely send them some of Erebos’ old things from storage! We had so many duplicates we won’t even lose out on anything for our own baby.” Maybe she can deliver it by hand? She hasn’t seen Remi and Ronin in so long. Since the beach demigod spars? And gods she’d been pregnant then too! Fond nostalgia takes over and Evie rests her cheek on her own shoulder, smile partially hidden by it. “Remember how we even ended up with all those duplicates? We over-prepared so much for Erebos. It still feels like it was just yesterday.” But maybe all moms say that.
Though if they don’t stop being so enamored with each other, they really will fill their entire house. And they built it with double the necessary rooms before Erebos was even a thought!
Micah chirps excitedly from wherever he bounded off to, making Evie laugh. “If each companion has a designated bed in each bedroom, surely we can maximize space economy. If our children find their rooms crowded because of it, that’s their own fault for bonding.” Of course some bond on accident, others on purpose, but Evie isn’t going to build a barn until one of them comes home with a unicorn or a damn ursur. Besides, she’s too soft-hearted - she’d insist on bringing them inside anyway after a single moment seeing a companion standing out in a barn alone at night.
Leaning her hands back on the counter, her head falls back dramatically between the cradle of her scapulae, groaning at the ceiling. “Already? Love, I’m at my least breakable now! We’re already past the delicate early stage. I love watching you work, but I’ll bake far too much with idle hands - and then we’ll both get fat.” She pauses, a slow grin starting up as she lifts her head back up to aim it his way. “Actually, nevermind. It’s a great idea, you can share the burden of weight-bearing!”
All fun dissipates as he drops the news of Remi and Ronin, and she gasps while sitting up like she’s been electrocuted, excitement ablaze on her face. “Oh my gods! That’s amazing! We can absolutely send them some of Erebos’ old things from storage! We had so many duplicates we won’t even lose out on anything for our own baby.” Maybe she can deliver it by hand? She hasn’t seen Remi and Ronin in so long. Since the beach demigod spars? And gods she’d been pregnant then too! Fond nostalgia takes over and Evie rests her cheek on her own shoulder, smile partially hidden by it. “Remember how we even ended up with all those duplicates? We over-prepared so much for Erebos. It still feels like it was just yesterday.” But maybe all moms say that.
I see you when you chase the dreams inside your head
and when you laugh and love until the bitter end
and when you laugh and love until the bitter end
