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Ben Skywalker ([personal profile] momslilassassin) wrote2015-11-15 04:19 pm

Sorelledolce [let's call it Sunday]

Ben was starting to feel at home on Sorelledolce: he had a routine for getting produce for the week at the same store, where the older man behind the counter insisted on spoiling the baby with strawberries, plums or apples, depending on what he had available when they arrived. He'd then get bread at another shop (and a roll for Val to gnaw on), and then a coffee for himself (and an espresso cup full of whipped cream that Val smeared all over her face, to her great delight) before heading back to the ship.

He kept up his normal one-sided conversation with his daughter as they walked. "That's a puppy, Val," Ben explained. "And that's a chicken! And that's a lady who's glaring at us for no real reason but we're going to walk faster anyway..."

Just another Sunday morning. Ben kind of loved his quiet little life.

[OOC: For calls or the boy!]
endsthegame: (in the background)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-20 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender just smiled back at him. He scrubbed some soap onto a washcloth and reached down under the water.
endsthegame: (being attentive)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-20 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender poked his upper thigh gently with his foot as he cleaned up the mess Ben had left downstairs. "Love you too," he said, "But kuso, I'm looking forward to sleep."
endsthegame: (in the background)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-20 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender squeezed the washcloth into the tub, then put it aside. "Good," he said, smiling fondly.
endsthegame: (+ valentine ready now)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-20 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pretty close to," Ender said.

He took a moment longer to let the heat sink into his body.

Then he got up, too.
endsthegame: (*snerk*)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-20 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender dried himself off quickly, dropped the towel off in the right place, and walked towards the bed as fast as he could manage. He collapsed into it with a happy sigh.
endsthegame: (like a painting)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-21 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender slid his hand down to cover Ben's, pulling the blankets over them with the other one.

He shut his eyes.
endsthegame: (under the blanket)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2015-12-21 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Night, love," Ender said softly, sounding so tired his voice was fading already.

He curled up further in Ben's arms and fell asleep almost immediately.