“I’ll be happy if she doesn’t want kids though”

“It’s popular on social media”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s pretty trendy right now”

“I know that” Waiting for more reasons.

“I’d assume so”

“Yeah? What reasons?”

“Uh yeah I did”

“I wrote a song about you and released it, you can’t leave now”

One more bite. “You love my bites drama queen”

She shook her head. “Nope you don’t”

“I think that means you can’t leave me”

“You deserved it” Another bite.

“That why we work so well?”

“Drama Queen” Her hands slip slightly under Illyana’s shirt.

“You’re right…”

She rolled her eyes and bit Illyana’s cheek. ”Bite”

“Should be completely incompatible but here we are”

“Don’t play the ’I don’t remember it so it didn’t happen’ card on me” She had to hold back a giggle at how cute Illyana was being.

“Yeah we are”

She rolled her eyes. “You have Illy”

“And why I love your warmth”

“You crumble even in public under my touch”

She nods. “Yeah definitely”

She nods. “Similar but cold for me”

She playfully squished Illyana’s cheeks. ”I love how comfortable you are with me”

“Another talk to have with her ”

She giggled. Kissing Illyana’s cheek. “I love you goofball”

“Or the breeze”

“My bitch” Giggle.

She was staying soft and loving. Only biting a little. “I’d rather be home anyways”

“What babe?”

“Assuming Illy even wants a kid”

“Probably not” She kissed more. A few bites sneaking in but mostly kisses.

“Not a witch”

Smooch smooch smooch. “Yeah like it’s probably more comfy here especially for you…hard park bench next to soft couch”

“Makes it easy to remember”

“Probably” She said softly. Kissing Illyana on the neck. It’s just close.

“So basically…yours is like in your bones and witches use outside sources”

“Probably also godmother…with Ami”

“Thats the difference-? I thought there was way more too it”

“This is better then outside…warmer” She mumbled against Illyana’s neck.

“But like…what’s the real difference?”

She giggled softly. But didn’t move. Too far in love to do that.

She stayed completely on top of Illyana. She wouldn’t move.

”We will happily have you as a cook rich aunt if we have a kid”

“Hi my love…”

“You’ll get married too…or you’ll forever third wheel Illy and I” She said with a giggle.

She nodded. “Eventually it’ll be the time”

“I can only hope” She let out a soft sigh. Sipping the tea.