☾/☆ (dont mistake this for the sad hc one u fuck)/✿/▼ - u know who
While Caelum is most often the big spoon, and Tessa the little spoon, more often than not they sleep face to face, arms wrapped around one another, bodies crammed together so as to leave as little space between them as possible. For some, the position isn’t exactly ideal, but for Tessa and Caelum, there isn’t much else better than waking up to one another’s face, and knowing that they’d be able to survive another day.
The first time Tessa and Caelum officially told Caelum’s family that they were dating, no one blinked an eye, or even managed to look surprised. All of them, Carina included, as well as Hermione and Ron, simply rolled their eyes in exasperation. Then, after money was finished being exchanged between persons, Scorpius, surprisingly, making out the best, his family managed out a congratulations before asking when the wedding day was. A year after that Tessa and Caelum were married, and this time they at least got a few tears.
early morning, still drowsy, eyes half open, limbs still sleeping, hearts quietly pumping, clothes still off from the night before. fingers gently grazing skin, smooth kisses on the neck, legs rubbing against legs, arms entangling torsos.
While they aren’t above trying new things, it’s the gentle early morning sun peering through curtains sex that they look forward to the most. It encompasses them as a couple. Always building one another up, never tearing apart. They aren’t angry, not with one another, and while there is always passion, it’s never destructive.
Trips with family friends was a common occurrence in the Bones and Malfoy family. Ever since he can remember, Caelum remembers Tessa. More specifically, she remembers that he was the one with enough patience to teach him how to swim. Caelum would deny it, but the ocean terrified him, and the idea that he’d be spending an entire week by the ocean made his six year old self more than a little nervous. Tessa, however, knew how he was feeling, she almost always did. And while the rest of the family was loudly splashing one another among the waves, Tessa was coaxing him to put his feet in the water. Then his ankles. Shins. Knees. Thighs. When he finally hit his stomach he almost panicked. Even as a child he hated being out of control, but Tessa grabbed his hand in her own, and dragged him out to sea.