Moving Day (for dontthinkabout)

[chesstotem]

Ariadne knew that the day all their new furniture got delivered to the condo would be busy - she'd done her best to time all the delivery arrivals so that there wouldn't be too much of a clusterfuck, but inevitably there were about three trucks parked on the street at any given time.

And she had a lot of burly delivery men to direct.

"Master bedroom, please," she said firmly to one group, then turned to another couple of guys, who were hauling her drafting table. "Careful with that, please take it to the breakfast nook, that space to the back of the kitchen with all the windows. Thanks..."

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[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He smiled at her. “I hope our children grow up to be just like you.”

[chesstotem]

"You just want them to worship you like I do."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“That’s ridiculous. If they grow up to be just like you, they’d be amazing.”

[chesstotem]

"I don't know, I'm kind of difficult to put up with. You can ask my parents what I was like as a child," she said with a little grin.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Well, in that case, I was extremely introverted when I was a child.”

[chesstotem]

"I was a handful." She nibbled his earlobe. "Maybe our child will find a nice middle ground."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Compliant, but still a little headstrong.”

[chesstotem]

"Thinks for themselves, but still listens?"

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Your hair and eyes and my smile?”

[chesstotem]

"And your hands. And ears. And patience." She laughed again. "I like your eyes, too."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Your eyes are better. They’re lighter than mine. But why my ears? They stick out a little.”

[chesstotem]

"I love dark eyes," she murmured. "And I love your ears." She traced one with the tip of her finger.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He laughed softly. “So how many children are we aiming for, hm? Girl Boy? Both?”

[chesstotem]

She shrugged a little. "One, maybe two, if we like the first one enough. One of each might be nice, if it happened. At least, I think so."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“I think I can handle two kids,” he mused. “More than that, I’m not too sure.”

[chesstotem]

"I don't think I'd want more than two," she said immediately. "Believe it or not, I've put some thought into it."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“I can believe it.” He turned onto his side and draped his arm over her waist. “So are we going to be working parents?”

[chesstotem]

"Of course," she said, running her hand along his arm to his shoulder. "I can do a lot of my work from home. I can't imagine just... quitting."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Unfortunately, I can’t do a lot of my work from home,” he said quietly. “And I don’t want to…I love my job.”

[chesstotem]

She smiled affectionately at him. "You won't be the first working parent, and you won't be the last, either."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“But we won’t be normal working parents,” he pointed out.

[chesstotem]

"No, just amazing ones," she replied, kissing him.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He sighed after the kiss, touching his forehead to hers. “And what are we going to tell our children? That I’m on a business trip?”

[chesstotem]

"If you have to leave for a job, yes. That's what it is, isn't it?" She shrugged.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“I suppose. But you know it’s more than just a business trip.”