C Young Gods

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Desmond made a face at the idea of having two degrees, or going to school more than was necessary...but he supposed it was that kind of devotion and hard work that made Ocean so painstakingly adorable. "Tch," Desmond scoffed as he slid into place next to Ocean, the two of them walking out of the work-in-progress nursery and back into the mess Desmond had turned their living room into. "If anyone thinks you're stupid I'll be sure to 'reeducate' them. Besides, shouldn't we be getting like a 'future student' discount on the apartment?" One fiery eye closed in a cheeky wink, hand rubbing at the particularly active twin, before his grin disappeared and he sighed at the sight of the mess of parts before him once more. Desmond's face scrunched up at the kiss to his head as he watched Ocean make his way through the trail of parts in order to try and fix whatever mess Desmond had made, starting by levitating things into similar piles to make it easier. Despite his frustration at the evil IKEA-syle-put-it-together-yourself-bullshit, Desmond couldn't stop the smile that spread as he watched his fiancé at work.

"Someone's certainly getting better at levitating," he commented, running a hand through Ocean's deep blue hair as he made his way slowly back to his nest of pillows he'd been sitting against. Not that it really helped his back any at this point, but an attempt was at least made. Desmond briefly thought back to when he'd first met Ocean, when Ocean could hardly control the things he levitated unless they had a certain percentage of water within them. "Now that you mention it though....we should definitely surround the cribs with something soft just in case."