appleseeds

@aelsfaey  (;;)   stop being cute <:

&.        is the apple of my eyes.

&.        my wife. 

@magicker (;;)  now we both suffer <;

&.      except that,     he’s going to devour her for this. 

  A GIGGLE SHE TRIED TO SUPRESS 《 @magicker 》
                  run free over his playfulness,  shaking her head slightly as she gave circle shape to the cinnamon cookies she was preparing to bake.   rurik and wülfric had both adamantly requested her cookies, yet they both wanted separate flavors,  where rurik loved cinnamon and spices, wülfric had only recently found and become obsessed with chocolate.  what was a wife and mother to do, if not fulfill their requests?   ))
            
                  ((   she let her gaze flutter sideways to her husband as the strand was pulled, narrowing it upon him playfully before switching the ready made cookies from the oven with the newly shaped ones, the kitchen, and perhaps the entire manor now, smelling like cinnamon and chocolate.  she let a satisfyed sigh out as she brushed her hair back, cinnamon and chocolate stuck to her skin on her cheeks and hands.   ))
            
                 I thought i was sweet enough to satisfy your cravings?  ((  she spoke teasingly with a wide grin on her rosy lips.  slowly, she went to the cooling rack and placed two cookies, one from each flavor, to a paper napkin before walking towards her husband, settling gently in between his legs.))         only these for now.  be patient to have more once wülfric wakes up from his nap. 

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ “quite alright. we’ll simply add the next one to the queue.” ⠀a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth, the laughter he fought to suppress rumbling low in his chest. perched upon the kitchen counter, having long since been banished from the oven after stealing far too many cookies before they had cooled, rurik leaned over the island and caught a loose strand of synthia’s hair between his fingers. he gave it a playful tug before letting it slip free.
            
            ⠀⠀⠀“i’m only planning ahead.”  his gaze drifted toward the oven, then to the cooling rack with exaggerated longing.⠀⠀“are the cookies done or no?” ⠀he sighed dramatically, resting his chin in his palm. ⠀“i need my sugar. you’ve forbidden me from stealing them, and i’m beginning to think this marriage has become terribly oppressive.”
            
            ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ @appleseeds. 

@magicker  |    you are such a menace...     this one isn't even born yet and you want another? 

⠀⠀⠀   what about this one? 
            
            &.    they’re shopping for a baby crib. ;p 

⠀⠀⠀    ⠀what’s wrong? what do you feel? 

@appleseeds    &.      AHAHAHAHAHAHA

@magicker  (;;)    I smiled so wide at this.

@magicker  (;;)  the way I giggled over this cuteness- my heart- Ĥ