Sofia couldn't help but smile when he pointed out where the old Sofia had gotten them. Though she wasn't complaining, even if at the time she had been freaking out about being pregnant. But now it was the best thing that had happened to her. "You're the one that plied me with alcohol, you knew I was going to jump you that night." She said as she sipped her wine, looking in to his eyes as she spoke. "And before you get any ideas, no we are not having another. Not yet."

"Old Sofia is the reason we have Savannah." He jokingly reminded her. He tried not to mention Savannah, he knew she was fine at her pop pops. He just didn't want both him and Sofia to be wondering if Savannah was okay. When again they both knew she would be. this want the first time they left her with family, didn't make it any more easier. especially now that they were around the time of a lot of firsts, first steps, and words,

Just when I couldn’t love him more.

sofia knew what he was doing and frankly she was grateful, because now wasn't the time to talk about the elephant in the room. "oh i could never lose my appetite. i mean sometimes i forget to eat, but i always make up for it." she pointed out, when she was working long days she would forget to eat because it wasn't her priority. he always used to make sure she had something when she came home. "busy day, there was a huge trauma that through from outside the city, cabin trip gone wrong. so it's been -- it's been busy. but i like that lately, i've been taking in extra shifts in the er." she confessed, not wanting to add it was because she didn't want to go home to be alone. she continued to drive and pulled up outside her apartment, wanting to ask if he was okay as they started to move but tried not to mother hen him.

he was trying to keep the mood light, not wanting to make it seem like there was something wrong - or dwell on something that would put either of them into a bad mood. sure, if the topic of their breakup was brought up he would talk about it, though rian also hadn't wanted to be the one to bring it up. ❝ it's good to know that you haven't lost your appetite at all. ❞ the male chuckled as he glanced over to her. ❝ just make it two, minus the onion rings. ❞ make the order easy was the least he could do. ❝ busy day too, or just a long day? ❞ 

Sebastian Stan photographed by An Rong Xu for the New York Times

"I think we both know you aren't all that innocent." Ben teased with a twinkle in his eyes as he kissed her, tracing soft kisses down her neck. "Fine you do, now you can tease me forever that I secretly like cheesy movies. I grew up with sisters, I've seen most of them."

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’m perfectly innocent.” Elleri grinned, trying and failing to sound serious. She hid her face in his neck trying to hide the flush of her cheeks at his compliment. “Pfft is that supposed to scare me? You already know I like cheesy movies.”

Natasha loved those little moments between them, whether it was a small sign of affection through holding hands or calling one another a little nickname. She never liked to smother him, but that smile and that look in his eyes, she knew it made him happy. This was a new part of their lives and they were finally free to do and say the things they always wanted to. No fear of loving one another though it was obvious how scared they both were to say it. She didn't want to push him away and lose him all over again. She blushed and smiled as he kissed her cheek, if they weren't in such a public place she would pull him for a full kiss. She added some fresh flowers to the shop, because who didn't enjoy fresh flowers in their home? She could remember Bucky saying that his mom always used to love having them in the house when he was younger. "Can't wait to see what you're making for me, Barnes. Who knows, you might be cooking for me more often now."

He smiled softly at her name for him, feeling some beat of warmth and familiarity wash through him. He loved how her voice sounded when she called him that; it was as if his whole being had permission to just bask in that brief moment. Have that beat of contentment and hold onto it. He had to get better at remembering that now, that feeling didn't have to just last for the brief moments of privacy between them. There were no more handlers watching them from the shadows. No more obstacles other than this gentle dance between them now. Relearning each other and navigating this newer chapter in their lives. Maybe one day he'd know how to tell her just how grateful he was, that she was still in his. "Ready," he said. He caught up to her with the cart, and pressed another kiss to her cheek. Not out of habit this time, but because he wanted to. He paid, this time. If he was making her dinner, she was not going to pay for it, in any way."

Domestic Bucky>>>>>

Sofia smiled at his words, tracing tender kisses against his lips as he spoke, wanting to show him how much those words meant to her. "I'm a lucky woman." She smiled, her hand tracing against his cheek. "Did I mention how handsome you are? Because you are, insanely handsome. Especially in your uniform." She teased, pulling away from him for a moment. "Come on, want to watch a movie? Or we can chat? Play a card game? With alcohol, obviously. Otherwise it's too easy to kick your ass."

"Fancy or not, you're a gorgeous and incredibly intelligent lady. I'm a lucky man to have you in my life." Buck smiled, he wasn't really used to having someone in his life who cared for him the way that Sofia did, who wanted him unconditionally. It meant so much.

Natasha raised an eyebrow as he started to walk away and get the things he needed, rolling her eyes as she went and followed him. She could tell what he had planned and she found it adorable, it was nice to see him relax. To cook and let his mind wander and focus on something else. "I'm sure I could guess, but part of wants the surprise." Nat smiled as she walked ahead of him so that they could go and pay. Maybe most women would grab for the wine, but that wasn't her style. She knew they had vodka in the freezer. "Ready milii moi? We're not coming back, make sure you have everything."

"Hey, it's one of the few things I'm... good at making..." He paused, considering what was in the cart. Anyone could toss some pre-made pasta into boiling water and make it edible. Anyone could... "Hang on, we need more eggs," he said. He put the tupperware securely into the cart, and wandered off without a word. Eggs, flour, salt... Things he remembered his own Nonna needing to make the good homemade kind of pasta. He gathered up some ricotta cheese, and extra garlic. "Okay, now we can go," he said, putting the items into the cart. No explanation given. He was either going to be successful at this or set something on fire trying. "Any guesses?"

Ben watched her for a moment, his hand reaching out and squeezing her shoulder softly. He was happy to sit here in the lay by for a while if it meant she could get her composure. "Well you have given me a lot of reasons to be terrified of your driving in the past." He commented, hoping the light hearted tone would calm her.

"Hey, I want minestrone soup. I'm not driving us home any time soon." Ben pointed out with a smile, leaning over to kiss her cheek. "Come on, switch over. Besides I'm a much better driver than you anyway."

She shook her head. "I’m fine i can drive.” she said shaking off her feelings for a moment. “If you’re afraid of my driving just say that.” she tried to joke, tried to get her mind off of the thoughts that haunted her.

She really didn’t know what she would do if the worse came. and right now she didn’t want to think of it. “If i let you drive you have to promise that you wont turn us around and go home.”

Callum didn't want to get emotional but he couldn't help it, hearing her say that she loved him. That was all he had wanted to hear for weeks now, leaning in to kiss her softly. "Good, as long as we love each other we can -- we can worth all of this out." He whispered as he looked in to her eyes. "Do you want something to eat? It's been a long day, a long night and well -- a long everything."

There were still a million things they needed to figure out, but there was such a sense of relief to realize they might still stand a chance. Peggy covered his hands with hers as he took her face in his hand. "I love you too, Callum," she sighed. "God help me. I love you more than anything."

A lot of the time Bucky tried to hide what was going on in his head, but the more he got to know people, the harder it was to hide. They could see right through him. He knew he never should have mentioned the whole wizard debate to her, it was still something Sam wouldn't let go. "Well I was just going to use my fists but yeah, you're right. His face is everywhere at the moment." Bucky murmured as he reached for his beer, he had to learn how to turn the news off because every piece of coverage lately was about the brand new and improved Captain America. He couldn't afford to break the TV he had just bought.

"Mmm... I dunno, I mean you're kind of a mysterious guy. Who knows what could be goin' on in that brain of yours." She was trying to figure out just where she stood with Bucky, how much she could banter and tease. It was one of her favorite parts of getting to know a new person... and it was particularly true for Bucky. He was himself, as much as he could ever be ever again. "You're thinking... of a way to get Sam to agree there are no wizards...." she said slowly, gazing at him with slightly narrowed eyes. "Or... you're thinking about how much you wanna punch Captain Fraud in his smarmy face... because I also, want to punch him in his smarmy face. With a brick.. A big, fat, totally going terminal velocity speed, brick..."

"Well it is a funny thought." Bucky confessed, shaking her head at the way her mind worked. Of course she just thought it was entertaining, even though he knew it wasn't going to happen in a million years. "You're right, I don't think he would be very family friendly. Let's just stick to the people we're close to, alright?"

" It might not be his thing but yiu have to admit Nick Fury on a roller coaster is a pretty hilarious idea...though he might get kicked out for cussing since it's not family friendly language."

dont feel 100% tonight. idk if its hayfever or getting sick, so heading to bed for an early night! got a couple replies done!

"If she hurts me, you'll what?" Danny asked, knowing he'd had a similar conversation with her before over the men she had dated. "Just give her a chance, alright? You might grow to like her, believe it or not it means a lot to me that the two of you get along."

Abby chewed on the inside of her cheek. He had a point. No matter how she felt about someone, she should be happy for him. "You're right. I don't have to like her, but just know, if she hurts you..." Of course, Abby wasn't actually going to do anything.

Ben knew that part of being a sibling was that you were always going to wind one another up. He tried his best and his sisters showed him they appreciated it in their small little ways. Whether it was the small things they would say over dinner or during movie nights, the way they would hug him to say thank you, calling him when they needed him. "Oh yeah? How will you do that?" He teased and smiled against her lips. "So do I, I think it's what we deserve. I know you love my sisters and don't mind them being around, but it will be nice to finally have proper alone time."

Nova couldn't imagine what it would be like to raise her siblings, her brother was only a few years younger than her, but she knew Ben had taken a difficult situation and done an incredible job, when they weren't teasing him, his sisters had so many kind words about him. "I'm sure I can help you feel young again." She teased, smiling into the kiss. "Our life together? I like the sound of that."