call of the wild

“So - you’ll never guess what happened this morning,” April prompted over the cutting board. 

Over the past few months of living with Ian she had learned how to safely cut up most of the ingredients they needed for their meals - under careful supervision of course. She loved how much he loved her, and it seemed the domestic life was really suiting them. She often pictured their nights being similar to these thirty years from now, hell - even sixty! April was happy... so happy, and it seemed her life was falling into place. 

Gabriel’s first instinct was to snap at whomever had barged into his office without notice. 

Ever since he had chosen to move the company’s resources for another useless sky scraper to building on-site child care for new mother’s, his father’s punishment had been to bury him in paperwork. It had been the final reality check that his father cared more about money in the bank than the people they employed - as well as his own grandson and daughter-in-law. 

Now he had a tough decision to make... buy out the company with the majority of his shares and lose his father for good, or allow Edward Romano to leave a foul legacy for his son to grow up with. Gabriel already knew the right choice to make, but the heart he had grown ever since he met Sofia was giving him a hard time. 

Speaking of Sofia...  “Hey! It’s my two favorite people!” He immediately sets the stack of papers down on his desk, meeting his wife and child half way for a kiss. “I missed you guys.” 

if you’ve been wondering where i’ve been...

i finally got a job! it’s absolutely exhausting, killing my feet and my back, but university is hella expensive. I work evenings and weekends, so I haven’t really had time to write. I promise I’ll squeeze in replies whenever I can, and I appreciate your patience. 

“ - I have a technical question?” 

He purposely waited until her coffee cup was empty before approaching his girlfriend, clad in just a pair of his sweatpants that hung low on his hips. If he wanted to get dressed and ready for the day, the puzzle plaguing his mind had to be solved first.

“When people comment on your video of us saying they ‘want to punch me in the face’ - what does that mean? Is it some sort of euphemism that I’m not understanding? And why are so many people saying it?” 

Nate wraps himself around Maya, her back to his chest and his phone held out for her to see. This whole social media thing was beyond him, and so much more stressful than he’d even realized. 

“I know we said we weren’t going to do gifts... but we also said we weren’t going to fool around in public again... and that didn’t really work out. Wait, no -- it worked out! It really worked out! Unless you were the waitress... or the usher... or Athena, for that matter.” 

He’s yammering. He knows he’s yammering, and it had always gotten worse when he was nervous. But Sloane was different - she was so special to him - the last thing he wanted to do was fuck up his first real relationship. 

“I - sorry... my point is - happy six month anniversary.” 

@scnsualis

“ ― Daddy!” Laurel may have been hoping for ‘more Bentley the better’, but it seemed as though Ava did have the Ramsey temper after all. The second their daughter had caught a glimpse of her Father, the tiny brunette was squirming to try and get off of her Mom’s shoulders. The older Ava got the harder it was for their daughter to sit and watch Sebastian ride without letting her come along too. “Ouch! Ava, be gentle please!” Her daughter’s legs started moving before Laurel even set her down, making a beeline directly for Sebastian. “Heads up, Bentley! She’s coming for you!” 

we’re almost there, folks! since my class runs past may, i’ll be free to write whenever I please once class is done! 

@scnsualis

whitedoveapts:

yikes. it’s been a while, huh? suffice it to say school has been killing me. I’m sorry for being so flaky. I’ll try and make an effort to be more consistent with my activity - but no guarantees. thanks for understanding. 

scnsualis:

She must have been able to see the way his eyes widened at the thought of an exorcist, images of split pea soup and Xavier spider walking kicked the drowsiness right out of his body. “Oh come on, not the exorcist! Ever since that movie came out they scare the hell out of me. No pun intended.” As much as he missed having frequent alone time with Sofia, he knew her job was extremely important to her. She had found a job that gave her fulfillment and happiness for the most part, something that he’d never had before. At least until he became a Dad. Gabriel’s parents never spent quality time with him when he was growing up, so even holding Xavier while he wailed in his ear gave him more fulfillment than his Stanford degree. He could deal with a boring office job as long as he had his real family. 

His head bobbed in acknowledgement that her last job hadn’t ended poorly, tightening his grip around her waist when he saw her eyes widen. “Oh no no no, hold on a minute. His temperature was only a half degree higher than usual. Our clues to teething were his tugging at his ears and drooling all over the place. I put his baby food and spoon in the fridge before I fed him, and took a cool wash cloth to wash his gums. I’ve got those fancy pacifiers in the fridge for when he wakes up.” He spares a glance at the clock on the baby monitor, he’d been out for an hour so far. “If you want to check on him you can. I know you’ll sneak up there the second I turn my head anyway.” He gives her a quick kiss for good measure, letting her know that he wasn’t annoyed as much as he was used to it.