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@doctorfang  He gave her a gentle smile, taking one step forward, leaning down to kiss the top of her head. It was rare to see her here, but he always did enjoy her impromptu visits. "Lunch sounds perfect," he replied, eyeing the plastic bag in her hand with a hint of amusement. A good cover story, but what else did he expect from his beloved Esme?

@doctorfang ⠀⠀⠀⠀ “oh, i love it when you call me that.”  esme sighs, though she wishes that she weren’t here. the smell of the hospital is consuming her senses, and she can smell it all. to say it is displeasing is an understatement, truly.  “i just thought we could have lunch, if you weren’t busy.”  she holds up the white plastic bag with the very plain brown cardboard boxes inside. it doesn’t contain food, but nobody else needs to know that, right?

* he wasn't about to argue wit her logic there. after all, he had said it himself, hadn't he? his beloved Esme was always right. to be honest, Carlisle couldn't even imagine a time in history when she had been wrong about something. at least, when it came to them. it was honestly just the way he liked it. wrapping his own arms around her, securing her close, he pressed another kiss to her, this time to the tip of her paint covered nose * You are and I wouldn't change it for the world. Sometimes I think about what life would have been like if I hadn't never been so fortunate to have met you. We are all better for having you in our lives.

@doctorfang ⠀⠀⠀⠀ i am always right, aren’t i?   [she would have laughed had he not reached down to press a kiss to her lips, but that was a pretty nice alternative to her. it’s quick, but it’s so sweet that she simply cannot argue. she smiles, soft and sweet, as he rests his forehead against hers. she wraps her arms around him, and she cannot help but want her heart to beat again. not to give up the immortal life with him, but because it would beat so fast yet so steady against her ribcage. parts of her miss that, but none of her wants to go back to a life without carlisle. it wasn’t worth it, no matter how peaceful it would be to not know about this side of the world.]   oh, there isn’t one, but i am very glad that you know that.

@fearlessmama It's very hard to disagree with someone who has a habit of being right * he told her gently,  leaning foward to brush a soft kiss against her lips, pulling back once he did just enough to rest his forehead against her. Moments like these were ones he lived for, the moments were things just slowed down just enough and to remind him of what he was so fortunate to have *  I really don't see the point behind it. 

A devotion of love? * he chuckled, bending slightly to press a kiss to the top of her head * A lovesick fool's declaration? * it could honestly be either of those things, considering. and it truly didn't matter to him how sappy the world may have thought him to be when it came to ensuring she knew how much he loved her, how much he cared about her. Esme deserved that chance and there was very little Carlisle wouldn't do to ensure that she got it *

@doctorfang ⠀⠀⠀⠀ mm, i suppose that is true. what is the correct terminology here then, my love?    [she knows how he feels about her, how he has felt about her for the past however many years they have been together, but it still warms her non-beating heart to this day. she could only let him know the same, for as long as he wanted to hear it and then some. to her, he was everything.]    i know you mean it, and i appreciate it.

* he wouldn't quite agree with her there. in his opinion, Esme was the most amazing woman who had ever graced this earth. she was strong, smart, more than beautiful... there really wasn't enough words to describe her * I do believe it is only flattery when it's insincere. And fortunately, I mean every word I say.