 Blonde&Proud Sirius Sense of humor
Ferris only looked up from the little baby boy in his arms as Vianna spoke from her spot leaning up against the doorframe, listening as she asked if he'd thought about what he wanted for dinner. "Oh, yeah," he said with a soft chuckle, obviously a bit distracted by the baby who was currently running his fingers all along the side of his jaw, cooing up at him as though trying to lecture his father on something. "I was thinking that maybe we'd do something Italian?" he suggested softly with a flash of a quirky grin. "We haven't had it all that often and I've been finding myself craving it," he explained with a sheepish chuckle. "I blame you for that, by the way," he muttered playfully before turning his brown eyes back to Gabe thoughtfully. "You know we still haven't thought of a middle name for him..." the young man murmured after a long moment of merely admiring the little baby in his arms. But the couple had never really discussed a middle name that much, they'd sort of put it off. And there was nothing that said your child had to have a middle name, but it was something that Ferris found his mind drifting off towards every once in a while.
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