i did not inherit my mother’s mercy.

“ m - h - m . “ the affirmative is becoming less and less convincing by the minute . . . and he’s now trying to wrestle the toast out without a cancel button .

“ yeah . “ he’d huff a chuckle to himself . “ and to think I thought you were exaggerating it . you were telling the complete truth . “

“ if you’re sure , bee . “ he’d reply , voice still steady as he cups their cheek . “ you hungry ? i’ll make some dinner . and i have a couple surprises for you ! “

there’s a tiny chuckle in his voice , before he moves inside , still clutching them close . “ i kinda got bored while you were away . . . i’ll go get them . “

“ maybe . don’t really want to put you down . “ he’d grin softly , nuzzling into their neck to plant a kiss there .

sleepy snuggles time with his sweetheart . . . maybe 𓆦 — 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁 ; (SEEN S2) doesn’t enjoy being suffocated in a hug , but it makes him so happy !

loosening his grip a slight , he’d nuzzle into their neck softly . “ okay , okay - sorry , darling , i didn’t mean to - can’t really help it when you’re so adorable . “

“ you’re adorable all of the time . “ he’d grin , drawing out to press a kiss to their cheek . “ i missed you . a lot . “ he’d half whisper - purple eyes focused on them as he leaned into their hand .

⠀ ᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ⠀ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ

lays on the floor . nope . no angel - ing for him today .

in his eyes , it’s a fact . “ good . because you know i can’t look after you if you go running off to do things i don’t know about . “ perhaps , he’s complaining . just a slight .

the answer isn’t something he wants to hear - but either way , he still sighs softly , taking their head in his hands . “ alright . you’re okay . gotcha . “

“ neither can i . “ he’d softly respond , still focused on the small being in their hands . and , he opens his mouth to say something else , but he quickly snaps shut . no . that’s too much .

he’s not completely happy with the answer . but he knows it won’t change . “ and i’ve got you , darling . promise . “

he’s silent for a little while , before he answers . “ just be careful , okay ? and you don’t have to do this alone , bee . i am here , y’know . “

cooking away , whistling as he kneads some sort of dough - he’s absolutely covered in flour . cooking is going . . . well .

i love you, love you, love you… i need you, need you, need you…

you think killing is hard? try healing. you can break something in two seconds, but it can take forever to fix it.

poking at the coffee machine . beez usually makes it work . maybe . . . maybe he can do it ?