LoveBite [2]

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With Anastasia in her arms, Satine hurries to the bedroom and into the bathroom and forces the shower curtain open. Peter immediately turns as he's handed a baby without warning.

"What's going on?" He quickly holds her to his chest.

"Take it and clean it, I'll be right back." She instructs urgently before leaving him with a confused smile.

Her hands finally free, Satine does all that she needs with the laundry, load into the dryer and another into the washer, before she heads back to the bedroom. Peter turns off the water and takes a single step out of the tub as she ventures back into the bathroom.

"Oh, perfect timing." He smiles as she grabs a towel.

"I know." She sings softly while gently wrapping Anastasia like a baby burrito. "I'm a psychic." She slowly exits as her shirt gets attacked by soft gums and tiny claws. "I know everything."

He shakes his head with a small smile and soon dries himself off before he finds the pair sitting on the corner cushion of the couch. She has her shirt lifted onto her shoulder to give her room to feed their baby as she scrolls through her phone to stray her away from boredom.

"You know? I could help." He nods suggestively and she smiles a bit. "I don't want you to think that I'm lazy, because I don't clean with you."

"Малыш, you know I'm a control freak when it comes to cleaning." She shakes her head with a soft voice as he tosses his towel to the end of the couch. "And, I don't think you're lazy, I think you're respecting the fact that I said that I honestly don't need help. You're not pushing it. You're doing good."

"Are you sure?" He nods while slipping on his breifs.

"I am." She whispers as Anastasia slows down. "Be happy, because if I didn't say no, you would've broken up with me by now."

"Yeah." He scoffs lightly as she chuckles and lays her on her bare chest. "I think I could handle a bit of irritation. You're irreplaceable." He states and she gasps lightly while pulling her shirt over the baby, giving her less light to try to coo her to sleep.

"That was so sweet." She breathes quietly, making him smile as he throws on his hoodie. "You're so --" She stands while holding Anastasia to her chest. "I love you."

She leans into his lips as he says it back and takes a few kisses from him before she looks down and he kisses her forehead. She moves around him to leave the room and go down the elevator with him following behind. They go to the same place as usual - the common room - and take their usual spots on the couch.

He lays his arm on the back of the couch and she pulls her hair over her shoulder to lean into his side and cross her legs. He brings her closer and pulls out his phone as she lifts Anastasia higher up her chest to keep her already sleeping figure warm.

"Hey." Sam nods upwards as he walks past and she stares at him through her lashes with a straight face. "You've got something on your shirt."

"You're so funny." She smiles brightly as she speak in a quiet tone before the grin drops.

Peter turns away while laughing, hand over his mouth as Sam smiles and rolls his eyes. He continues to sit beside Bucky and she shakes her head. She looks up at Peter as he turns to her and rubs her shoulder. Proud in an odd way, he leans in and presses a kiss to the top of her head, making her slowly grin as he goes back to the screen.

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From where she stands in the kitchen, Satine turns to the sound of the door opening, when she knows that everyone that lives in the compound is already in the room, to find Yelena making her way in. Satine's eyes go wide and she quickly waves her over.

"Is she asleep?" Yelena whispers.

"Yeah, do you want to see?" She nods while pulling her shirt out a bit.

"Am I going to see boob?" She raises a brow.

"Probably." She shrugs a bit.

"Nice, show me the tits." She quickly leans in and Peter laughs a bit while covering his eyes, making Satine smile, because she didn't know he was listening. "Oh, she's adorable." She sings softly.

"I know." She looks down.

"I was talking about your boob."

"Oh, God." She chuckles before quickly covering her mouth as she slowly smiles.

"I'm just kidding." She waves Peter off as he shakes his head. "I mean, Anastasia." She grazes her fingertip down the things clothed back and Satine smiles slightly. "Do you have a nickname planned out for her yet?"

"Anya." Peter states as he comes up beside them. "Better than Anna."

"Yes, it is." She agrees. "Unique."

"Thank you." Satine shrugs slightly with a grin and he chuckles. "I picked it out."

"Five years ago." He nods and she smiles and nods sideways in agreement.

"Can I see?" Ruby Marie hurries over, speaking as quietly as the rest and Satine nods.

She smiles and leans in to see Anastasia sleeping soundly, curled in a mini ball, happily drooling on her new moms chest. Peter shakes his head and tosses his hand out.

"Okay, do I get to look?" He shrugs.

"No." Satine denies with a gentle and sweet tone and he throws his arms, though he still smiles adoringly.

"Bullshit." He nods with a chuckle while crossing his arms in a pouty manner and she slowly grins.

"You can look later." She concludes and Yelena and Ruby Marie chuckle, making him smile.