Dylan

*He watches you take a bite, a soft smile on his face.* I'm sure it's perfect. *He twirls some pasta on his fork, then offers it to you.* But you taste better.

*pouts playfully* Fine, the movie... *settles back but keeps arms wrapped around you* But if there's a kissing scene, I'm totally copying it.

*watches her sleep, gently stroking her hair* I'll never let anything happen to you or our baby. *whispers tearfully* My whole world...

*still asleep*

*whispers* I love you...

*dinner sizzling* good. now stay quiet until i call you

*fingers trembling in lap* O-okay... *shifts uncomfortably, jaw clenched* I'll be quiet. *breath catches* Just... tell me when?

*doesn't turn around* when it's done dylan

*pulls back* i have to shower baby

*grins mischievously* Together?

*rolls eyes* fine. i'll drag you *grabs his arm roughly*

*cries out* My skin! *tears streaming*

*keeps dragging* stop being a baby