Ianto raised a brow down at the one year old, letting out a sigh half in fondness and half in frustration. “Jackson…I know you want to be a big boy and get dressed on your own but Taddy really needs to get you ready so he can get to work on time ok?” He heard the laughter from the kitchen and rolled his eyes. “Papa isn’t helping matters either…”
"I am helping matters!" Ze’ev called just as Jackson said ‘no!’ again and gripped at Ianto’s fingers. "I am being useful and making breakfast so a certain handsome man can eat before work."
At long last, I’m updating Ze’ev’s bio and relationship pages. So far I have lined up Scott, Cam, averydifferentdoctor, and I’m updating some of the older ones.
Lemme know if I’m forgetting you.
Sighing softly, Ze’ev curled his arms around Cam with a nuzzle to his shoulder. It was growing dark—grew dark so early this time of year—and there was a possibility of snow. Quite honestly? Ze’ev wanted the Scotsman to stay.
"You do not have to go," he protested as he flopped back on the couch with his friend in his lap. "It is so very cold outside, and we are fully stocked on coffee, hot chocolate, and food. The bed is also very warm, and much better when there are cuddles. Please stay, Campbell?" Minty eyes were wide and pleading, if only Cam would turn to look, to see the hopeful look on Ze’ev’s face.
Cam chuckled. “Well, I wasnae there, was I?” He wasn’t even aware of what non-linear timelines were, that they existed even. Even if Ze’ev had mentioned it, Campbell wouldn’t have had much focus to think about it - not only was it over his head, but his friend blowing a raspberry on him had him squealing and laughing.
"I missed at least.. eh. How auld’re ye?"
Oh. That was a difficult question. Technically, Ze’ev’s age would be in negative digits at this point in time. But going by physically?
"Mmmm, I am…25." Better to go with physical age. Less complicated. He sighed happily as he curled around Cam and enjoyed his warmth.