⠀ ⠀ 𝗆𝗋. 𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 ———— “𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘰— 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱 & 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗻𝘀.” 𝖕𝖾𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 #homᥱboᥙᥒd ⠀ ⠀

⠀ (c) the brief moments of her absence, the older man finds himself apologizing,〝 as you can see, you’re the better cook between us. but we tried our best——so thanks for not breaking our hearts, baby girl. 〞 ⠀

⠀ (c) Thomas beams at her, to which Susan shakes her head.〝 no, Daddy you helped lots, too .ᐟ can we show her the secret present now, too .ᐣ 〞 nevermind the fact that it wouldn’t be much of a secret after this, Thomas sighs and waves Susan off to go and get it. in (c) ⠀

⠀ Susan hangs on every motion, little hands flexing against the comforter with anticipation. when Maria has a seemingly satisfactory reaction for her, she laughs excitedly and reaches out to high-five Thomas. 〝 looks like you did it, munchkin. i think Mama likes it, 〞(c) ⠀

⠀ (c) leant over her, he trades a sweet kiss and a murmur of〝 mornin’, gorgeous. 〞 Susan scoots as close to her mother as humanly possible, gaze waiting expectantly for her reaction to the meal. 〝 we cut fruit too, Mommy, but daddy says we have to save it for later. 〞 ⠀

⠀ Susan’s particular enthusiasm over the eggs comes from the fact that she’d seasoned and mixed them on her own; with surprisingly minimal mess, to Thomas’ awe and delight. as Maria rises up to lean against the headboard, he sets the tray over her lap. in the moment (c) ⠀

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ「 @MONTlCELLOSAGE 」ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

⠀ (c) bedroom. Thomas is about to wake Maria, when he notices that she’s already wide-awake and watching them from the covers. “. . . I would say surprise, but I think we might’ve been too loud for that, sweetheart,” he tells Susan, who is already clambering onto the bed. ⠀

⠀ (c) somewhat. The orange juice was easy enough to perfect, given he’d poured it up straight from the jug. And though oblong, the pancakes are fluffy and full. With only the bacon and eggs slightly burnt, he and Susan make their way as quietly as possible to the (c) ⠀

⠀ His expression is, to say the least, comical. “Thanks, doll. I’ll try that out this time.” The third attempt comes out far better than the previous ones, if only because they don’t burn to a total char. They’re mostly edible, if not overcooked around the edge (c) ⠀

⠀ He and Susan are trying to surprise @L00KINPRETTY with breakfast in bed. Keyword; 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨. Sliding his burnt attempt at eggs into the trash can, he looks exasperatedly at his daughter. “How does your Mama manage to do this so 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺 every morning?” ⠀

⠀ Fingers hover over the keys of his keyboard, and Thomas raises an eyebrow to @L00KINPRETTY. “And you’re sure you want to record us doing this. . .?” ⠀

⇦ just spent three hours on the phone with customer service attempting to track down the flower delivery man.

⠀ (c) moment with Mommy.” When their daughter is out of earshot, but not out of sight, he turns his gaze to @L00KINPRETTY . A conflicted expression playing out on his face as he says, “Mary and Anna want to come to the city. For spring break.” ⠀

⠀ (c) reaches into his wallet to give Susan a handful of ones. There’s a children’s playground and arcade by the store they’d just left, and he points their daughter to it. “Susan, princess, go see if you can win a toy for us. We’ll watch from over here, okay? I need a (c) ⠀

⠀ Thomas stops nearly dead-center in the middle of the sidewalk. He’d been in the mall with @L00KINPRETTY and Susan, checking voicemails whilst the girls shopped. But he seems suddenly gobsmacked, brow furrowing with concern. After a moment of listening, Thomas (c) ⠀

⠀ Thomas is still waiting up when @L00KINPRETTY gets home; his laptop balanced over his knees, a deposition pulled up on his screen, but doing nothing but staring blankly at the time in the corner. He nearly jumps when he hears the key in the lock. “Baby girl? You home?” ⠀

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬... ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝙅𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙍𝙚𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙨. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

Care to explain further. . .?

Wait. What?

⠀ Thomas leans down to peck @L00KINPRETTY on the forehead, just as New York City illuminates with fireworks. “Happy New Years, my love.” ⠀