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He leaned into her touch, closing his eyes again. "I guess we should go to the store then," he said with a sigh. We could pick up some other...
She sighed. "At their house. Like they usually are."
He nodded, watching her affectionately. "Yeah. Are we gonna make the frame today?"
She flushed, leaning over to kiss his cheek. "That one was all you."
He gave her a small smile, reaching up and brushing her hair back gently. "Did you sleep well?"
"How to properly set down cups," she teased.
His eyes fluttered, and he looked up at her, his expression softening. "Good morning."
She gave him a small smile. "Like how to hold spoons and maybe even forks."
He seemed on the brink of waking, stirring as she moved.
She looked a little surprised at his reaction, her brows furrowing as she frowned. "I just don't like what he did with your memories and how he...
The next morning, Abel was still asleep beside her, his arms around her and hair tousled.
She shook her head slightly with a frown. "I know.. I'm sorry."
(Zoop?)
"I didn't forget," she said, tilting her head at him. "I just didn't realize he was such a stickler." The thought of Romero still seemed to rub...
He said nothing more, and quickly started to fall asleep as the work from the day caught up with him.
"I looked up the recipe online," she admitted bashfully. "I'm not confident in my own skills." She paused, tilting her head curiously with a grin....
He pulled apart from her momentarily to pull up the blanket and flick out the light, before returning to her side, resting his chin over her head....
She leaned back slightly, easily taking her hand back as she watched him adoringly. "I seems like it. Let's finish eating."
He tangled their legs distractedly, the movements gentle and thoughtless. "Let's sleep, okay? We'll do work in the morning."
She rolled her eyes, but there was that smile on her face as she shifted her hand to rest on his jaw. "I'll always have you, Fer."
