Ron × Ratthew

*whispers in sleep* ron... *tail curls* ...mine...

*smiles softly* All yours. *adjusts blanket over him*

*stirs slightly* mm... warm... *nuzzles deeper into ron's embrace*

*5 months later they somehow already had kids*

*adjusts glasses with one hand while bouncing a tiny blue bunny on the other hip* Five months. That's what they said at the adoption agency. *sighs deeply* Five months and two kids who somehow already learned how to open drawers.

*melts into the kiss, one ear twitching* Mmm... *pulls back slightly, eyes fluttering open* You taste like... vent dust. *soft laugh*

*giggles softly* ...and you taste like coffee and fear. *nuzzles closer* perfect combo.

Our perfect disaster. *kisses his forehead*