[of course he is, it's just particular moments where it hits better with baby.]
Sure. What have we got? [he's quickly finishing up the order, setting it for delivery and hitting βsendβ before setting the phone aside. afterward, his arms tuck loosely across his chest, fingertips rubbing at his arms.]
[ He abandons his guard duty on the sink in favor of dropping to his knees to look through the cabinets, reaching deep inside, groping for the bottles he knows are there. Plenty of soju, and plenty of flavored vodka. Cherry, vanilla, blue raspberry, mango... Who bought all this shit? ]
[and that's when baby decides to sneak a peek, his head turning in the direction of the sink, his features briefly twisting at the sight. damn, that really is a mess, isn't it? it's fine, something for future baby and romance to worry about, not something to focus on right now. instead, he downturns then crouches beside him, considering what bottles they have in the cabinet.]
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he has no idea what you mean π
Sure. What have we got? [he's quickly finishing up the order, setting it for delivery and hitting βsendβ before setting the phone aside. afterward, his arms tuck loosely across his chest, fingertips rubbing at his arms.]
uh huh
Take your pick. There's plenty.
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Blue raspberry sounds kinda good.