 Blonde&Proud Sirius Sense of humor
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Julia was happy in many ways, but not happy enough to endure a stare at Fervi. They were pretty gross to her, and so she diverted her eyes to the many other things around them until the waiter arrived to ask for their orders. She smiled slightly at the Italian that slipped out of her boyfriend's mouth to order for them, flashing him a bit of a grin before leaning back into her chair.
Ferris couldn't help but beam as Vianna admitted that she wasn't so cold anymore, glad to hear that he was helping her out a bit. He returned the peck kiss she placed on his lips as lovingly as he could, adoring the feel of her rosy lips on his own for the sweet couple moments it lasted before breaking apart and flashing her the warmest of smiles. He couldn't be helped though. This was how they were. Some couples were verging on inappropriate in public and some kept it all behind closed doors, but Fervi was a good middle point for it all; mushy but not too mushy to the point of making others uncomfortable. (Except for Julince. They were just hypocrites that couldn't be helped.) And Ferris couldn't help but grow even more sparkly-eyed as Vianna ordered for him in swift Italian, having absolutely no idea what would be showing up on his plate but knowing for a fact that he would love every bite of it. Vianna had grown to know his taste extraordinarily well over the years, and he trusted her wholeheartedly with food (which was really saying something for a boy like Ferris, who adored food). "Are you trying to tease me with your foreign language gem?" he grumbled teasingly once she was done, pulling her back into his side with the warmest of smiles, dimples coming out of hiding. He was obviously referring to the night before, when he'd admitted to the fact of loving her Italian (for what was probably the billionth time but the first in a good few months).
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