When We Were

Fifty Two: You Tell Them That Things Are Different

Tucking her messy hair back off of her face, Emilia shuffled out of the bedroom, following the sound which was emanating away from her kitchen. It was early, usually too early for Emilia who, with Luca having gone to Isaac’s, would be keen to make the most of the opportunity to lay in, but with Lionel around, she had ensured that she had woken up early, determined to make the most of the time that they had together before he had to depart back to Barcelona. It was time they needed, since they’d found out about her pregnancy, they’d not had the chance to be in the same place, and although it was only going to be a couple of days, it was something they needed. They needed to talk, they needed to fuss, and they needed a chance to bask in the idea that they were only a few months away from welcoming a baby together.

Tugging her dressing gown around herself a little more, she padded into the kitchen doorway before she stopped, a soft smile blossoming on her face as her eyes landed on Lionel who stood with his back to her, fussing over the plate in front of him. Taking a moment, she just watched him, still a little in awe of the fact that he was there, before she stepped a little deeper into the room, her arms gently curving around his waist as she pressed a cheek against his back.

Lionel laughed gently. “I thought you were still sleeping” he quipped as he turned around, drawing her back into their hug.

“You’re a noisy cook” Emilia replied, grinning up at him impishly.

Lionel scoffed, playing along. “I was trying to do something nice for you” he noted “I mean, I even asked Jordi what would be best to make for you. I didn’t want to trigger your morning sickness by accident” he added, his voice softening slightly.

Emilia’s teasing smile softened before she leant up, brushing her lips over his. “You could have asked me” she murmured “I’d have been more than happy to tell you” she added.

Lionel shrugged, smiling bashfully down at their feet. “It’d have ruined the surprise” he mused.

Emilia gently cupped his jaw, pressing another soft kiss against his lips