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Small kisses littered across the other’s face.

A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.

A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond.

An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another, on purpose.

Throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.

Wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift.

French kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.

Laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other’s hand.

A kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.

A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.

Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

Butterfly kisses against the other’s cheeks.

A kiss so desperate that the two wind around each other, refusing to let go until they are finished.

A fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.

One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.

Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.

Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the other’s mouth and runs away.

One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.

Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.

A chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company.

A kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party.

A kiss that tastes of the food/dessert they are eating.

Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.

Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain.

Brushing a kiss along the shell of the other person’s ear.

Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.

One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss.

Staring at each other’s lips for a moment before moving closer, as if drawn together by some unseen force.

Weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot.

Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips.

A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.

An unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it.

Kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips.

An awkward kiss given after a first date.

Starting with eskimo kisses before moving on to soft kisses.

Cleaning the other person’s lips with a lick and a kiss.

Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.

Kissing tears from the other’s face.

A gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion, with little regard for what’s going on around them.

Kisses shared under an umbrella.

Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

A kiss pressed to the top of the head.

Tentative kisses given in the dark.

Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.

A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.

A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.

One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.

Short and sweet kiss after meeting up for a date.

(or the other way around - tell me!)

“I can finish dinner while you sit for a bit.” His statement came out as a suggestion, but before she could protest, Danziger was already lowering Devon into one of the chairs. Making a show out of putting on their comically too small for him apron-like garment, he picked up where Devon had left off with their meal. “We’ll have to try again for some fish tomorrow,” he answered over his shoulder.

When he was done and dinner was ready to be plated, he called for the kids, his voice booming just loud enough to shake them loose from whatever activities they were busying themselves with.

Devon was too exhausted to put up much of a fight as she allowed him to lower her into a chair at the table. She instantly relaxed, feeling the weight settle comfortably in her lap. The baby that was quickly running out of room moved to a more comfortable position for both of them. She couldn't stop the chuckle that left her slightly parted lips as he put on the apron. "Fits perfectly," she commented with a wink. "You look adorable."

She could hear the kids as they fought over who got to wash up first and shook her head. As much as she hated to hear them squabble, she loved the sounds their being there made. The memories they'd been making together in their makeshift were enough to bring tears to her eyes. She quickly wiped them free before they could fall and reached for the glass of water within her reach and took a sip.

True moved into the living area and combined kitchen space a few steps ahead of Uly and smiled at both of them. "I'm starving!"

Uly chimed in, "Me too! What are we having?" He took one look into the dish, and his face fell. "Again?"

Devon snorted. "Well, if someone had caught some fish, there would be a bit of variety. I can only work with what I'm given," she teased playfully as she reached to unfold a napkin and place it over her protruding stomach.

“It’s no trouble, really,” John assured, not wanting Devon to make a big deal out of it. He was thankful when she instead invited him for more coffee. “Yeah, coffee sounds good, thank you.”

Following Devon back through the house, he settled back down on the living room couch knowing he’d get turned down again if he offered to help. Their unfinished conversation about work long forgotten, Danziger took in the room again, noticing more details this time and thinking about how he’d have to get his own home up to what he assumed were her high standards before she allowed Uly to play there.

Danziger let out a broad smile as Devon re-entered the room.

Devon had quickly refilled the coffee mugs that she'd picked up on her way back to the kitchen. She handed him back his mug, feeling her cheeks warm slightly as their fingers connected. Her eyes flicked up to his face for a brief moment before she turned her body away from his to return to her chair. She hadn't felt this comfortable around anyone in a long time. It felt good to not always be so tightly wound.

She tucked one leg up under her body and sipped at her coffee. She smiled against the rim of her mug and met his eyes. "I have a feeling we're going to need to keep our eyes on the two of them when they get together and play. There is no telling what they'll volunteer you to fix next." She mentally went through a quick list of what was broken or not in proper working order since they'd moved in. She'd have to be more mindful as to not let Uly know everything from here on out.

"Not that I don't appreciate the help. I do, but it's not fair to you. Not without compensation." She rested her mug against her knee as she listened down the hall and was rewarded with what was actually playing. 

Prompt List #1 ♛ Imagines

“We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

“Please don’t cry. I can’t stand to see you cry”

“Stay with me”

“Walk out that door and we’re through”

“Well. Yell, scream, say something. Anything”

“I can’t breathe”

“I hate how much I love you”

“Why are you so jealous?”

“Where do you think you’re going”

“Just leave me alone”

“I need some time”

“Despite what you think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself”

“You can’t keep pretending it didn’t happen, cause guess what? It did!”

“Just please be my best friend right now, not the guy I just confessed my love to.”

“Stop pretending you’re okay, cause I know you’re not.”

“Just talk to me”

“Bite me”

“If you insist”

“I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me”

“I think you’re just afraid to be happy”

“Why are you so nice to me”

“Choose me”

“We’ll get through this, I promise”

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad”

“You’re mine. I don’t share”

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

“If we get caught I’m blaming you”

“Make me”

“Do you want to kiss as bad as I do right now”

“I think I forgot how to breath”

“Stop biting that fucking lip!”

“You’re blushing”

“I missed something didn’t I?”

“You come to my room and wake me up at 4am, to cuddle?”

“Well this is awkward”

“Is that my shirt?”

“You look like you need a hug”

“I can’t believe you don’t like Disney movies”

“Please come home, I miss you”

“You’re so fucking adorable”

“How can you still look so attractive while crying.”

“I’m pregnant”

“You’re lucky you’re cute”

“Cuddle me.”

“Sometimes I really don’t like you”

“What if I told you I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.”

“You’re seriously like a man-child.”

“You’re getting crumbs all over my bed”

“Im too sober for this”

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

“How on earth did you get rice on the ceiling?”

“Is that an eggshell?”

“Did you even cook this pasta?”

“For your own health you should cook dinner”

“Last time I cooked I set the fridge on fire”

“How much sugar did you put in this?”

“Wait you’re supposed to stir it first?”

“Do you have an obsession with salt or something?”

“The icing will cover the mistakes”

“Did you buy this instead of cooking?”

“Can you taste the eggshells?”

“Oh that’s what beating eggs means”

“Don’t flip the pancakes, please”

“Hey, don’t be sorry.” Danziger didn’t even try to hide the way his brows pulled together worriedly as he continued to gently massage her. Capturing her face in one of his hands, he ran his thumb along her cheeks and frowned even deeper at the tears he found gleaming there. Tilting his head down to an angle, Danziger pressed his mouth to the corner of her lips in a a split second kiss, and then up to her ear, pulling her into an embrace. “It’ll be okay.”

Danziger found himself wishing that they lived on a planet with modern conveniences - where he could drive Devon to doctor’s appointments, sit by her and hear their baby’s heartbeat and see how it grows inside her. Where they had more than basic medical supplies and a diaglove. A world in which he felt less helpless in bringing a baby into the world.

He palmed her stomach again, pressing a kiss to the top of her head again. “Would it help to go lay down?”

Devon took a deep breath as she was pulled into his arms. It wasn't as easy as it had once been to get her arms all the way around him, but she wouldn't trade the life growing inside for anything. She moved her hand over his as he placed his over her stomach. She gently ran her fingertips over the back of his hand and fingers.

She shrugged her shoulders and sighed in frustration. "I think it will be the same either way, honestly. Plus, I'm starving, and I've been waiting all day to have dinner with the three of you." She looked up into his eyes as another contraction rippled up her stomach and into her back.

“Right.” Danziger called after Devon as she headed towards the breaker box. Turning to the kids, he smiled at Uly who buzzed in anticipation. Soon signs of electricity returned to that section of the house. With Devon back, Danziger motioned towards the light switch, “You’ve got this, pal,” inviting Uly to do the honors, and seconds later, light flooded the hallway.

“I guess that’s all it was,” Danziger noted, starting to feel out of place again now that they didn’t have a project to distract themselves with.

Uly jumped up in the air and gave a whoop as they were all four bathed in light. "Alright! We did it, Mr. John!" He gave True a high five and then hugged his Mom's waist.

Devon wrapped her arms around Uly, smiling proudly at how excited he had been to help and to fix the light fixture. "I don't know how to thank the three of you. You three are just about amazing," she said as she praised them all, but especially the kids.

She gave True a wink before she encouraged that the kids return to Uly's room to hang out. "And how about we just play this time and not come up with another fix-it project for you two and John to figure out. At least not today," she teased softly as she pushed Uly toward his room.