ooc: Awww alright Ruthers, no problem!

Vianna gave the boy at her side an amused smile and nodded her head as he gave her an 'oh yeah?' before his arm came to rest around her waist and pulled the girl down toward himself, so they were now laying side-by-side on their comfortable bed, covered up by the sheets and blankets. The girl's smile widened as he then placed a kiss to her cheek before asking in what ways little Gabe would be English, suggesting that perhaps he was going to be completely Italian like his mum. The girl chuckled softly and shrugged her shoulders at him. "I don't know, but if his father's English and he's going to be living in England, I suspect there will be something very English about him," said the girl with a warm smile. "Perhaps just the way he carries himself, perhaps he won't use his hands when he talks the way Italian men often do," she suggested with another chuckle. But however their son turned out to be - English or Italian, calm or wild, sports-crazy or books-crazy, or all of the above, the girl was sure that he was going to be the most adorable child she'll ever set eyes on, just for the simple reason that it was their child, that they had brought this being into the world. They were going to love him unconditionally, no matter what.

Ferris's pale expression brightened up with a warm grin as Vianna explained that she didn't know exactly how Gabe would be English, but he had to be in some way or another as his father was English and he would be living in England. But it was when she suggested that their child wouldn't use his hands when speaking like Italian men did that the young man let out a hearty chuckle, honestly amused with the fact that his wife had pulled that one quality of most Italian men to the forefront of all other behaviour they had. "Maybe he won't," he agreed with an amused laugh and a warm smile, admiring the sight of her with a soft sigh. He turned thoughtful for a moment before speaking, the hand on her stomach absentmindedly stroking the top of her belly. "We're having a baby boy," he murmured to her softly, obvious traces of disbelief still in his tone as he realized this once more, brown eyes glazed over just slightly. But it was still sinking in; they'd just gotten the news the day before, afterall. And he was still letting his mind wrap around the fact that they were having a boy; a beautiful baby boy that would be a gorgeous little combination of them. "Gabriel Montgomery..." he murmured the name with the warmest of smiles.

Vianna grew quiet as did the boy at her side, her gaze falling to her growing belly, just admiring how perfectly round it was, how inside of it there was a little person slowly coming to be - their little person, their child. She listened as the boy beside her announced that they were having a baby boy, something that got the girl to smile warmly and her crystal blue eyes to sparkle slightly. She, too, was still trying to soak all of this in, to come to the realization that they were having a son. She knew that from the very beginning she wouldn't mind if their child was a boy or a girl, but she'd never really stopped to think of what it would be like to finally receive the news, to finally know if this being inside her was a little boy or a little girl. "It's beautiful," the girl muttered softly as Ferris mentioned aloud the baby's name. But it did sound quite lovely to the girl, the first and last name seemed to go well together. "I hope... he grows up to be a wizard, too," muttered the girl a little more thoughtfully, well aware that there was a possibility that even if she and Ferris were able to perform magic, their child could be born without that same power, or with a limited amount of that power, to be either non-magical or a squib. Vianna hadn't really given this much thought, but she couldn't help wondering now what it would be like raise a child without magical powers, sort of like a muggle. How would he feel, seeing his parents performing magic but not being able to follow in their footsteps? Going to a regular school rather than a magic school? It was something Vianna couldn't really quite comprehend as she had grown surrounded by magic her whole life, so she hoped greatly that nothing would go wrong and their child would be a little wizard as well. She would love him all the same whether he was able to use a wand or not, though.

Ferris gave a small nod of agreement as Vianna mentioned that the name was beautiful, a warm smile still prominent on his expression. And it was then that she brought up the hope that little Gabe would grow up to be a wizard like they were, a comment he hadn't really given much consideration. His eyebrows rose, never having really thought about it. "He most likely will," the young man replied softly with a brief shrug. "But even if he doesn't have any magic, he's still going to be our Gabe. He's going to do well in whatever he's good at; be it magic or...I dunno, anything he wants I guess," Ferris murmured with a quirky sort of smile on his pale face. But Ferris's hometown Crossfield was made up of a strange combination of people. It was technically a Wizarding community, but at least 35% of the people were muggles (married to a wizard or related to one, fully aware of the magical world) or squibs. And so the young man had grown up going to school with both muggles, squibs, and future wizards, all aware of the magical world though only some would be entering it. Julia, for instance, was never accepted to Hogwarts. She was technically a squib, and when they looked into her family tree they saw that the magical gene skipped a generation; one of her grandparents was a squib as well. Growing up in this enviroment, Ferris never saw any problem with being a squib or a muggle, and he knew that even if Gabe turned out to not possess any magical powers, he'd love him all the same. Granted, it would be nice to see him off to Hogwarts, to have him share that experience with his parents, but it didn't really matter to Ferris. He was having a son. And that was that.

Thoughtful, the young man gently moved his hand to the bottom seam of Vianna's t-shirt, glancing up at her as though to ask if this was alright. But he just wanted to lift it to see her belly once more; he loved to see it, to let his hand touch her warm skin there, where his baby was developing.

Vianna gave a small smile as Ferris shrugged this off, sure that Gabe would most likely grow up to be a wizard, though if he didn't he would still love the child just as much, that he would do well in whatever he was going to be good at, whether it required magic or not. "I know..." muttered Vianna, her brows furrowing slightly. She didn't want the boy to think that she was going to love their child less if he didn't happen to inherit their ability to perform magic, but didn't bother explaining herself. As long as she knew, and as long as she was aware of her own love for her child, it was alright. Her gaze returned to her belly then, the thumb of the hand resting there absentmindedly stroking her skin, both amused and a little fascinated with how perfectly round her belly had turned over the past three months. Vianna was snapped out of her minor distraction as Ferris's brown eyes fell upon her own, his hand at the bottom seam of her t-shirt. The girl chuckled softly, able to understand the silent question, and she nodded her head slightly at him, the warm smile still curving the corners of her lips.

Ferris smiled as his request was granted and he very gently pulled her shirt up jus tenough to reveal her growing round belly. And there it was, beautifully round and lightly tanned just like the rest of his wife's smooth skin. His smile widened substantially at the sight, his hand coming to rest on her bare skin, large enough to cover a good portion of it unintentionally. He let out a soft chuckle at this, sharing a glance with Vianna before returning his gaze to the belly beneath his touch. "My hand's so big compared to him," he murmured, now obviously talking about the size Gabe must've been at that point along in the pregnancy. His warm touch remained there, gently stroking her smooth skin as he admired the sight of her growing belly. "I wonder what he's gonna look like..." he murmured thoughtfully.

Vianna chuckled softly with amusement as Ferris commented on the size of his own hand compared to the size their baby must've been at that point, obviously still very small since the girl's stomach wasn't all that large yet. "He's going to get bigger with time," said the girl softly, her blue eyes absentmindedly watching the boy who was gazing at her belly with a sort of wonder. "And if he inherits my Professor's height, then he will grow up to be a very, very tall young man," she added with a soft chuckle. It was then that the boy spoke once more, this time wondering what their child would look like. Vianna, of course, didn't know the answer to this and she couldn't help but wonder herself. "Maybe he'll have curly hair like his dad," she suggested absentmindedly, trying to mix hers and Ferris's features together to imagine what their child would look like, but she wasn't able to make up her mind on a certain look. There were so many possibilities...

OOC: Off for now, I'll be back on later! Maybe as soon as an hour, though if I'm not on by then that means I'll be on later tonight!

Ferris gave a brief, absentminded nod as Vianna reminded him that the baby would get bigger with time, a statement that got him to give a sort of grin. Yes, the baby would be growing with time and soon enough he'd be ready to come into the world; it was more exciting than he'd realized. He let out a hearty chuckle as his wife then mentioned that if Gabe inherited his father's height, he'd be a very tall boy. "I guess he will be," he agreed with an amused smile, listening as she then suggested that maybe their little boy would have curly hair like his dad. Ferris's smile widened at this as he turned to look at her with sparkling brown eyes. "And maybe he'll have my gem's bright blue eyes. Or her smile," he pecked her lips lovingly. "Or her beautiful hair..."

ooc: Awwwww alright Ruthersss!! Hopefully I'll see you soon again, then!

Vianna chuckled along with her husband for a moment there, before the chuckles died out and she was left quietly admiring her growing belly, its perfectly round shape. It was then that the boy spoke, suggesting that perhaps little Gabe was going to grow up to have her bright blue eyes, or her smile, or her hair. The girl giggled lightly, returning the peck kiss he placed on her lips. "No, I want him to have my Professor's smile. And his adorable dimples," Vianna shared, as if she was talking about someone else and not the boy right before her. "He's going to be a very handsome little boy..." she added absentmindedly but a bit proudly, her gaze returning to her belly, one of her hands absentmindedly rubbing the side of it lovingly.

OOC: Oh... lookie there... At who's back so soonnnn... Eh-hem... Yeahhhh.

Ferris listened as Vianna decided that she wanted her son to have her Professor's smile and dimples, something that got these very features to appear on the young man's face, watching her with sparkling brown eyes. "Don't be silly," he murmured teasingly, pressing a warm kiss to her cheek once more before listening as she mentioned that their Gabe was going to be a very handsome little boy. "Only if he's lucky enough to get most of his mother's genes," the young man replied with an amused smile, glancing down at her belly before returning his gaze to the woman at his side. "You may like your Professor's smile and dimples and all, but I think most would agree that my gem's features are much better," Ferris murmured playfully to her ear, keeping her close to himself as he sunk back into the sheets comfortably, his lips right by her ear as he rested his nose on her temple, a warm smile on his pale face. "I think little Gabe's face doesn't need to be tainted by me," he murmured, still joking slightly, though it was obvious that Ferris preferred Vianna's features to his own. But that was just the way Ferris was. Granted, these past few years had definitely increased his self esteem just because Vianna seemed to like his appearance, but he was still Ferris; the same young man who'd always been sheepish about his own features.

ooc: Ruthless and the inaccurate time estimates strike again!

Vianna gave an amused chuckle as Ferris told her not to be silly, raising her light eyebrows slightly at him before his lips met her cheek in a kiss that got her to smile warmly. She listened as he agreed that Gabe would, indeed, be a handsome little boy, but only if he was lucky enough to inherit most of his mother's genes, going on to add that even though she liked her Professor's features, most would agree that her features were much better. Vianna's eyebrows rose further at this, and her jaw dropped as the boy added that their baby's face didn't need to be tainted by him. The girl turned her head then, so she was facing him. "Look who's being silly now!" said the girl. "You don't have actual, physical proof to prove these statements, Professor. I think our baby would be the most good-looking baby in all of England if he inherited a good portion of his father's genes," said the girl, honestly wanting to see as much of Ferris in their child as possible. Of course, she wanted to see plenty of herself in their little boy as well, but... she really did like her husband's features, and the idea of having a much younger, small version of him in her arms sort of fascinated her.

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Ferris listened as Vianna turned to him and pointed out that he had no physical proof to back up his statements, explaining her thoughts that their baby would be the best looking baby in all of England if he inherited a good portion of his father's genes. The young man couldn't help but grin at this, admiration clear in his brown eyes as he watched her for a moment. "Why're you so sweet to me, Vi?" he asked softly after a couple moments of disbelieving silence. He leaned forward slowly until his lips found her own, resting there for a sweet moment before he actually began to kiss her, the hand coming up from her belly to stroke the underside of her jaw as he deepened the gesture, kissing her as lovingly as he could. But sometimes he was amazed with how just a few of her words could bring things to perspective, could make him feel like he was on top of the world.

Vianna gave a soft chuckle as Ferris asked her why she was so sweet to him, something she didn't really have a chance to answer to as only a moment later, his lips were on her own, treating her to a sweet and loving kiss the girl was quick to return as lovingly as she could. But she loved telling him things like that because they really were true, and she loved to make him realize how much she loved him both in and out, how perfect he was for her. The girl pulled away a few long moments later, her crystal blue eyes fluttering open and sparkling at the sight that greeted her. She'd never get tired of his features, of his face, she knew that much. So she was quiet for the next couple moments, merely admiring him before her brows furrowed slightly. A sudden, new craving came to her. "I'm thirsty," she muttered softly, her gaze ripping away from the boy's as she sat up, pulling the sheets off herself. "Would you like me to bring you anything, Professor?" she asked, turning to the boy beside her.

Ferris's dazed brown eyes were watching his wife with clear admiration behind his gaze when she suddenly spoke, explaining that she was thirsty. His eyebrows rose at this random statement, gently releasing her waist as she sat up in the bed and asked if he wanted anything. "Oh, no, I'm goo--" he started, but his statement was cut off as he caught a glimpse of the clock nearby. 10:12. That meant that their mothers were in the house already! How had he lost track of the time?! His eyes widened slightly at this realization, quickly noticing that he couldn't just let his wife get up and go downstairs! She's see them and ask what was going on! "Uh," he muttered, looking rather flustered as he tried to think on his toes. A moment later, his arm slipped around her waist once more and pulled her back into him with a weak, uneasy smile. "Why don't you let me get you something, alright gem?" he asked of her with a soft chuckle that was a little more breathy than usual.

Vianna nodded her head slightly with a small smile as Ferris shared that he didn't really want anything before she got up from the bed, only to be pulled back down by the boy still laying there as his arm suddenly found its way around her waist, bringing her back down to the bed. The girl turned to him with raised eyebrows, obviously surprised by this, before he suggested the idea of bringing her something. Vianna gave him a sympathetic smile, her forehead creasing slightly. "Aw, Professor..." she started, leaning in toward him and pecking his lips gently. "You've already done enough as it is, don't worry. I can go, besides, it hurts my back to be in the same position too long," she said with a soft chuckle. "I need to walk." She pecked his lips gently once more, giving him another warm smile before getting up from the bed once again and picking up the dirty lasagna plate that had been left on the desk by the door. "I'll be back in a minute, you can time me!" she said flashing him a grin before heading out the door.

OOC: I'm off for now Deee Derupersss! I should be getting on later tonight, but it might be a bit late for you! So I'll just see you tomorrow if worse comes to worse!

Ferris returned Vianna's peck kiss distractedly, though sweetly as always, his mind obviously on keeping her in their room for as long as he could. He listened as she mentioned that he'd done enough as it was and she wanted to go as it hurt her back to be in the same position for too long, she wanted to walk. His brows furrowed at this, finding it harder and harder to grab onto an excuse for why she shouldn't be going downstairs. Before he knew it, she was pecking his lips and getting up, mentioning she'd be back in a minute and she was opening the door! He knew that if she took two more steps, she would be able to see over the loft's banister, down into the living room where his mother and Mrs. Vincenzi were currently decorating. "Gem!" he nearly yelled, up from the bed in a flash and cutting her off from her route out the door. "Uh..." he muttered to himself, realizing he still didn't have any excuse, brown eyes nervously searching her blue ones. And then very suddenly he was kissing her passionately and his arms were around her and he wasn't holding back in the slightest. He'd pushed her gently up against the doorframe, kissing her with a good deal of passion behind his lips for as long as he could until he needed oxygen and was forced to part lips with her. Hoping that this had sufficiently dazed her (as he knew it'd dazed him), his brown eyes fluttered open and he flashed her a lopsided grin. "...Why don't you walk around in here?" he suggested, his deep voice in a low, sweet murmur as he got closer to her. "I'll get you something to drink, and when I get back I'll massage that back of yours," he continued with a lopsided smile still prominent in his expression. "Let me do this for you, alright?" he asked of her, pulling her closer to himself as he pecked her lips lovingly once more. "I want to do this Lazy Saturday right, and the tomorrow you can do laps up and down the stairs if that's what you really want," he added teasingly.

ooc: Awwwww alright Ruthers! Yeah I have to get off a little earlier than usual tonight , so I'll just see you tomorrow, hopefully!

Vianna gave a bit of a startled jump as she suddenly heard Ferris calling out to her with all the urgency in the world, and it was only a matter of milliseconds before he was right before her, blocking her path out the door. She blinked at this, crystal blue eyes widened with surprise and a bit alarmed. But the boy seemed to be at a loss of words then, and this only confused Vianna further as her brows began to furrow slightly, questioningly. But before the girl could question him, or even try to form a proper question in her mind to say it aloud, the boy had placed his lips upon her own completely unexpectedly and with a passion the girl had not seen coming in the slightest. She was completely caught off-guard, completely surprised, and so it took a couple moments for this shock to wash away and her lips to work, returning the boy's kiss sweetly and lovingly. But this was definitely a kiss the girl hadn't seen coming at all; her husband wasn't holding back in the slightest, his lips were far from hesitant as they were on her own, and Vianna wasn't sure how to take it at first. But eventually she was able to return the gesture with the same amount of determination as her husband was showing, and when the kiss came to an end, she was left completely dazed, completely out of it. Her crystal blue eyes were a couple seconds delayed in fluttering open, but when they did the girl's gaze was completely dazed, something very dream-like in its sparkle. The girl listened quietly as Ferris asked her to let him do this for her, explaining to her that he wanted to do this Lazy Saturday right and that she could do laps up and down the stairs the following day, if that was she wanted. Vianna chuckled softly, her expression still rather dazed as her crystal blue eyes admired his features dreamily. "Alright, but… be back in less than two minutes?" asked the girl with a small smile, suddenly finding herself a little more reluctant to let her husband go.

OOC: Awww ok then I'll just see you tomorrow then! Bye Dee Derupersss!

Ferris seemed rather pleased with the dreamy quality in his wife's blue eyes, sure that the same sort of daze was evident in his own expression, though feeling rather grateful that he'd managed to distract her from her beeline to the door. It was then that she agreed to letting him go downstairs for her, a statement that got him to let out an internal sigh of relief, and asked for him to be back in less than two minutes. The young man gave a grin at this request, one that was slightly quirky (as most of his smiles were) and brightened up his whole expression; reminded of their first month together, when they had their lazy mornings and they'd request that the other person never take longer than two minutes whenever they left. "I don't know if I could bear to stay away any longer," Ferris murmured in reply, playfullness evident in his tone and gaze as he gently pulled her even closer, though always careful around her belly. And in this proximity, he could hardly be helped. His lips somehow found their way back to her rosy ones, helped by the young man who bent his head down through their height difference to deliver the loving gesture to his wife. But she was so sweet, more addicting than he could handle, and after a kiss like they'd just shared, it was starting to seem completely ridiculous to even try and stay away. And so he kissed her without another thought for a good long while, simply relishing in the feel of her so close to himself, before he finally broke apart and flashed her another quirky grin, sure that they were both aware that last kiss was originally intended to be a peck of sorts; though obviously that didn't happen. "Two minutes," he reminded her playfully before reluctantly releasing her waist and closing the door once she was back inside the bedroom, starting down the stairs.

Vianna gave the boy before her a dreamy sort of charmed smile as he shared with her that he wasn't sure he could bear to stay away from her for any longer than two minutes, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. It was rather amusing, actually, how just one kiss - a rather passionate one, that is - could get them to fall into this sort of daze, to even turn a bit giddy, just like they did when they were just teenagers, when their relationship was just starting. It was then that the boy before her returned his lips to her own, and Vianna was quick to return the kiss as lovingly and sweetly as she could, though with a bit of enthusiasm behind it as well. Her crystal blue eyes fluttered open as the kiss eventually came to an end a good while later, a breathless sort of smile adorning her dazed expression, her crystal blue eyes sparkling brightly; and she gave a soft chuckle then, like they were just two kids who'd been dying to kiss and confess their feelings and finally got a chance to, something that turned them giddy, to know that the other person felt the same way. You'd think that by this point, after being married for three years and dating for another three the couple would barely feel anything from their kisses anymore, but in reality their kisses only seemed to improve and daze them further each passing year.

As Ferris then promised the girl that he'd be back in two minutes, Vianna nodded her head with a warm smile and a soft, amused chuckle escaping her lips. Once he was gone, she headed back over to the bed, laying down on the many pillows with a soft sigh, one of her hands absentmindedly rubbing her growing belly the way she so often did these past three months, quietly admiring this change to her body that most women feared or disliked.

Ferris returned to the room about two minutes later (looking a bit out of breath, as he had to very quickly inform the two mothers that Vianna was up and might try to come out again), carrying a tall glass of cold water and a lopsided grin on his pale expression. Closing the door behind him, he caught sight of his wife laying in bed, absentmindedly rubbing her belly and admiring the sight of it, which in turn got him to admire the sight of both her and her growing belly. His grin seemed to widen at this, his brown eyes still quite dazed from the exchange they'd just had in the doorway, as he climbed into the bed and handed Vianna the water. "Pour toi, mon bijou," he murmured to her in French as he handed over the water, his grin turning a bit more quirky as he slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his side. He examined her beautiful expression from the side angle he was at, taking in the sight of her bright blue eyes and that beautiful tan of her skin, and those rosy lips... Before he knew it, his own lips had gone of their own accord once more and he was kissing her jawline, and then her temple, and everywhere in between, each kiss placed slowly and lovingly, delivered with a sweetness he hadn't expected from himself so randomly. But he was finding himself to be a little giddy almost, a little excited, a feeling that greatly reminded him of their first days together when every touch was electric and held a new excitement, new feelings.

Vianna's crystal blue eyes left her round belly as Ferris entered the room, and on instinct she couldn't help but beam at the sight of him. She watched as he then proceeded to join her in bed before handing her a tall glass of cold water accompanied by a phrase in French she could only assume meant something along the lines of 'for you', and then the nickname she'd grown so used to over the years. "Thank you," said the girl softly, her crystal blue eyes sparkling at him almost dreamily, obviously also dazed from the exchange they'd just had a couple minutes ago. She was a little distracted from admiring the boy's features, though, as thirst took over and she began to drink her cold water that tasted a lot better than she had expected it to, as if she had been dehydrated for hours rather than just randomly craving a drink for minutes. It was then that the boy beside her began to award the girl kisses all across the side of her face, something which got her to giggle lightly with amusement, though she felt incredibly loved at the moment; but how could she not when her husband was being so extraordinarily caring and sweet with her? Once finished with her water, Vianna set the glass aside on the bedside table with a couple giggles still escaping her lips before she turned her head to the boy at her side a bit unexpectedly and caught his lips with her own. She kissed him sweetly for the next couple moments, as adoringly and lovingly as she could, obviously a little inspired by his own gestures, by the way he made he feel so loved and cared for. He was amazing, and despite her hormones acting out at times, Vianna found herself falling more and more in love with him by the second, it was like this whole pregnancy was not only just another phase in their lives but a challenge to their relationship as well, and so far it had only brought them closer, had made them fall even more in love than before; it was perfect, and the girl felt extraordinarily lucky to have the husband she had.

Ferris was just aiming to plant another kiss on Vianna's jawline, soaking up her beautiful giggles as though they were oxygen, when she suddenly turned her head and caught his lips with her own. Momentarily surprised, it didn't take long for the young man to let instinct take over and gently return the kiss as lovingly as he could. He could feel the way she was delivering it to him, the loving that she was putting into the kiss that made his heart jump in his chest. It was like they hadn't kissed in years, like he'd forgotten how wonderful it was to share this gesture with the person he loved more than anything else in the world. But sometimes, with work and all of their responsibilities, they nearly forgot how good it wass just to share a simple kiss, how wonderful it was. Ferris found himself kissing his wife as though he hadn't seen her in decades, his arms warm and snug around her waist as he let his mind slip off into ViannaLand for as long as his lungs would allow him to. But finally, he broke apart from her due to the dire need of air, his brown eyes still closed as he leaned his forehead against her own and allowed a warm smile to cross his features. "When did you become so addicting?" he asked playfully.

Vianna's crystal blue eyes fluttered open as the wonderful kiss she was sharing with her husband came to an end, left a little dazed by it and it was clear in her blue-eyed gaze as she merely admired the boy beside her, who still had his eyes closed. As he then asked when she had become so addicting, the girl couldn't help but laugh lightly with amusement. "Me?" she asked, raising her eyebrows slightly. "I should be asking you that!" she added teasingly, pecking his lips lovingly but playfully, a number of giggles escaping her lips once more. And eventually, as the kisses came to an end, she fell into a comfortable silence, a warm smile adorning her lips as she merely admired the sight of the boy before her, the way his features seemed so relaxed at the moment. She pecked his lips gently again, just because, before speaking softly, "I think I'm going to take a bath, Professor," she announced, feeling in the mood for a warm, relaxing bubble bath. That had actually been another new habit the girl had made since her pregnancy; but it helped her relax and her back always thanked her for it.

Ferris gave a bit of a goofy grin as Vianna spoke, playfully reminding him that she should've been the one asking him why he was so addicting. "Yeah, sure," he murmured to her teasingly, brown eyes still closed as she pecked his lips playfully once more, a gesture that he returned as lovingly as he could for the short moment it lasted. "Hmm..." he muttered to himself with the warmest of smiles, admiring the silence and internally hoping that she might find the need to place her lips on his own once more. As though someone was granting his every wish, she gave him yet another peck kiss, one that he returned as sweetly as possible, loving every short second of it until she broke apart and announced that she was going to take a bubble bath. "Hmm..." he said again, though this time it seemed more like he was just stalling her, his brown eyes fluttering open. "A bath?" he repeated playfully, a warm smile on his pale face as he pulled her closer, leaning over her just slightly as he admired her expression. "That would mean that I have to let you go," he reminded her with mock reluctance, though he honestly didn't have any desire to release her any time soon. "What if I wanted to keep you?" the young man continued playfully, kissing her cheek lovingly, and then the very corner of her lips.

Vianna watched as her husband's brown eyes fluttered open and he repeated this idea she had just suggested, this of a bath, questioningly. The girl smiled and nodded her head in confirmation before he spoke once more, explaining how her going off to take a bath would mean that he'd have to let her go. Vianna chuckled softly at this, listening as he then suggested the idea of wanting to keep her. Vianna rose her eyebrows at him now, her blue eyes playful. "Professor, if I let you kidnap me, I'll end taking my bath at seven o'clock at night and to be honest I'd rather it be a little earlier than that," she explained with a chuckle, amused.