We're adults, Iris. It's not like my dad's going to help. You can't work and being at the observatory helps with my studies. Classes are about to be over... So we'll be okay, promise.

I'm sorry. It's just sometimes I miss you and I know we're both busy but I miss us.

I know. That's why I try to make sure we have dinner. Speaking of--

[He shifts to grab some bread before placing the patty on it.] Tah-dah. If you sit down I'll grab you your condiments before making my escape.

Peanut butter, jelly and pickles!

[ She says excitedly before making her way to the table. ]

[ He scrunches up his face, not saying a word as he grabs the items out and places them on the table for her. Then he reaches over to press a kiss against her cheek before quicklyyyyyyyyyyyyy backing up. ]

Enjoy.

[ eyes his every move. ]

FREEZE MINKUS!

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[ putting hands up into the air instantly ]

What?

I want a proper kiss preferably before I get peanut butter and pickle breath.

--I can do that.

You've already impregnated me; a kiss won't hurt.

Hey, you're lucky it's not twins or triplets.

He teases making his way back around the table to her.] ...Okay, that's a horrible idea. It's good we didn't start with that.

Aww triplets.... They sound so cute!!!

No. No. We are not doing that.

[ shrugs happily. ]

You never know, hun. With how smug you are for getting me pregnant I wouldn't be surprised if I eventually get triplets.

But for our first child? I'd have to quit school right now. [It's a joking tone as he gently places a hand on her arm and leans down.

I'm proud of you, you know?

[ smiling up at him ]

[ He leans down to press his lips to hers with a small smile. ] I'm prouder of you.

[ Kisses him back before letting out a small giggle ]

Why?

Look what you're carrying around!

A baby? Yes, Regulus I know I'm carrying a baby.

Yeaaah, and I'm proud of you. I'm proud that you're carrying our baby and that even though you hate me part of the time you're still here.

Oh, don't worry I'll be screaming I hate you when I give birth. Other then that I love everything about you.

Oh great, something else to look forward to.

Only two more months and our precious angel will arrive.

Technically, they could come early. Or even later. Babies don't listen to us.