𝕳𝖊𝖗 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕯𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖘

𝖲𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍.ᐣ

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As you walked, ijekiel silently led you to a bedroom right across the hall from the where the children slumbered. Opening the door, you were greeted with the familiar color of royal blue.
A smile crept onto your face, the room was beautiful. It was a royal blue themed room, but the color was not so bountiful to make the room seem small.

You heard the door close behind you as you turned to your fiancé. Before you could speak however, you were pinned to said entryway. The man held your face, keeping your head still as he planted kisses on your lips. He was gentle, so as to not startle you. His kisses becoming more feverish as he felt you ease into him. 

Your hands roamed his upper body, undoing his overcoat. You placed it carefully on the nearest surface, careful not to ruin the beautiful silver fabric. You felt him smile into your lips, pulling your waist closer to his.

A knock could be heard behind the door you leaned against, causing you to flinch slightly.
You leaned away from the door, picking up the jacket and setting it down on the bed quietly. Ijekiel opened the door, slightly annoyed.
"what is it?" he asked.

A young, brown haired woman stood behind the door. She held what seemed like a silk nightgown.
"I was told to bring a nightgown for her," she spoke cheerfully, pointing to you.
Ijekiel took the nightgown, thanking the girl he referred to as 'Jennette'.

He waved at her before closing the door, turning back to you with a soft smile. He handed you the nightgown, watching as you got up heading for the bathroom. 
You drew yourself a bath, basking in the warm water. The heat of the water helped all your aches and pains, alleviating the discomfort. 

After you finished washing yourself, you got out, drying yourself and putting on the nightgown. Ijekiel awaited you in the bedroom, he sat at the edge of the bed, head in his hands.

"Are you alright?" You asked, leaning against the bathroom door. Your sudden presence caused him to startle.
He looked over, a faint smile on his face, but his eyes filled with sadness.
"Of course, dear," he spoke, reaching an arm for you to come closer.

Walking  over to him, he pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist. You hummed, racking affectionately through his platinum blond hair to which he purred quietly, leaning into your comforting embrace. 

You remained in each others quiet embrace for some time, appreciating the others presence.
You began to sway comfortingly as Ijekiel laid limp in your arms. His soft breaths fanned your warm skin, making you tingle at the feeling.
His nose scrunched, due to what you could only assume was your hair tickling his nostrils. His face scrunched unconsciously as he nuzzled into your chest uncomfortably.

You huffed out a chuckle, attempting to move him to a laying position. He groaned, letting out a dissatisfied whine. 
Caressing his face, you backed away from the bed slowly as you finally got him settled. As you reached for your book, the door flung open, causing you to ball your fist in irritation. Ijiekiel jolted awake at the sudden noise, and as you turned your head the three children came into view, a startled, apologetic looking maid behind them.

"Mama!" Osian cried, clinging tightly to your leg. 
Namika followed behind him, holding onto your waist. Lastly, Liam joined as well, much to your surprise. 
The three clung to you tightly, causing you to still in shock. 
"Mama?" you repeated, looking down at Osian, to which he simply squeezed you tighter.
You laughed, pulling the children to the bed, where ijekiel watched the interaction silently. 
Osian sat in your lap, Liam and Namika laying down between you and your fiancé.

The children giggled amongst themselves, but you caught ijekiel's eye. A 'we'll talk later' look apparent in them.
Your face contorted into one of confusion, you might as well have had a giant question mark hovering over your head.

Turning your attention to the children, you asked in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Lets go back to bed, shall we?"
Namika nodded enthusiastically, her long hazel hair flying around messily. She skipped along, pulling Liam by his arm back to the door.  Osian whined needily, outstretching his arms until he couldnt anymore. He looked up at you with his puppy eyes, giving you grabby-hands.

Giving him a soft smile, you picked him up. In the corner of your eye, you saw Ijekiel get up.
"Where are you going?" you asked him, holding Osian to your hip.

"Wherever you're going," his hand went to your lower back, guiding you towards the door.

You walked out, into the hallway. Following behind the two older children, you all crowded into the bedroom beside the one you were staying in. 

Ijekiel closed the door behind you. He stood by the door watching the scene unfold. 
You sat on the bed, Osian, Namika, and Liam cuddled up together into the queen sized bed.

"Lay down," you instructed them. Watching with a smile at the obedient children.

Taking a deep breath, you began to sing.
(you can listen to the song for the remainder of the chapter)

Ijekiel smiled, his eyes softened and his mind pulled completely from his prior thoughts. Pushing himself off the doorframe, he quietly made his way across the room. 
His mind raced feverishly, wedding plans, the night you found the children, 'mama', it was all still circulating his mind, but your voice in song was a flame, he was the moth. 
You were the siren, he was the sailor.

He walked towards you, as though under a spell. Slowly, as to not startle you, he wrapped his arms around your waist. But you did not spare him so much as a glance in that moment, your eyes glued to the small figures of the three children.

It was obvious they were trying to stay awake. The reason? Unknown to him. But their eyes began to become red, the more they forced themselves awake.

Osian was the first to submit to the call of his dreams, his eyes fluttering closed. His soft breaths became almost rhythmic with the sound of your singing voice. 

Liam grunted sleepily, pulling his younger brother closer. He shivered, pulling the blanket higher over them. Ijekiel smiled softly at the sight, laying his head on your shoulder.

Next to fall into slumber was Liam, he cuddled his brother like a teddybear. His breaths fell into an even rhythm as he slept, mumbling incoherent words every so often.
His pajama shirt wrinkled as he tossed and turned, but that wasnt an issue; it could always be ironed.

Lastly, Namika fell to the hypnosis of rest. Her small body going limp as her breaths became steady and even. She'd wrapped her arms around her siblings, whispering and mumbling quietly.
And lastly, surprisingly, Ijekiel also seemed to get sleepy, leaning his head on your shoulder. 
A smile crept on your face as you sang, gently intertwining your hand in your soon-to-be husbands hair.

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