𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆

— ‘ i’m made up of 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 coffee, 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 hair, and poorly suppressed 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓. ’ ; hp verse

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius —

He took Eponine’s hand again and led her out of the room, gently closing the door behind them.

The minute it was closed, he had scooped her up into his arms. Lips crashing against hers.

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

— @coreius

With a sleepy four year old attached to his hip, Sebastian quietly pushed the front door of Selwyn manor open. It seemed quiet, nothing was broken, so Eponine must have been sleeping.

Not wanting to wake her and upset her further, he carried Beatrix —

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius Sebastian took a step back to watch his girls, smiling at them. His family were his pride and joy, everything he had ever wanted and dreamed of.

He smoothed Bee’s hair from her face and pressed a kiss to her head. “See you in a little while, Trixie,” he whispered. —

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius — bedroom. They had done their best to renovate the house before she arrived, making it brighter and more child-like.

Pulling back the covers of her tiny bed, Bash carefully placed her into it.

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius Sebastian grinned, pressing another kiss to their little one’s head. “There’s our girl,” he hummed.

He offered his free hand to Eponine, taking hers in his. Happy to feel her rings against his skin again.

They carried Bee upstairs, pushing open the door to her —

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius — job. I’m jealous,” he told her, tickling her tummy softly again.

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius Bash caught the look in Penny’s eyes, biting back a smirk. She was always so cute when she was frustrated.

He gasped playfully at the suggestion of Bee getting the all important job of licking the spoon. “Did you hear that? You get to lick the spoon. That’s the best —

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius — “With double the chocolate chips.”

Watching closely for her reaction.

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius Bash slipped his hand under her shirt to trace his finger over her hip, giving the skin the tiniest of pinches. “I don’t doubt it,” he hummed.

He chuckled softly, gently bouncing Bee in his arms. “If you take a nap, we’ll make cookies when you wake up,” he promised, —

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius — towards their daughter, who was struggling to keep her eyes open.

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius Bee didn’t protest too much, knowing her mama had to eat so she nuzzled her head into her daddy’s neck. Bash pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

His hand moving to rub gentle circles on Eponine’s back. “I think someone could do with one,” he told her, nodding —

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius — breakfast, hm?” he said, reaching out for her.

Taking their little girl into his arms.

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius Sebastian laughed, plating up Eponine’s toast and loading it with butter. “I don’t know. Uncle Zach is very stinky, you might have to go live with him if you’re stinky too,” he told her.

Tickling her tummy to add to the giggles. “Come here while mummy eats her —

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius — her stinky phase earlier than most kids.

“You have to have a bath or you’ll be stinky like your uncle Zach.”

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius Sebastian smiled at them over his shoulder. “Someone’s going to need a bath,” he noted.

Which made the toddler whine in her mother’s arms. “No bath,” she grumbled. Happy to be sticky, which made Bash laugh. She had liked baths as a baby but clearly was going through —

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius — you fancy? Bee had waffles.”

Which earned a hum of ‘waffles’ from their little one.

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius Sebastian rolled his eyes playfully. “Later,” he promised.

Truthfully, he couldn’t wait to get his hands on her. He hated sleeping without her next to him. Bash moved to pour her a cup of coffee, adding the exact amount of milk and sugar that she liked.

“What do —

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius — leaned in and kissed her forehead.

“Are you hungry?” he asked.

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius With his hand in hers, Sebastian slipped the rings back onto her finger. Lifting her hand to press a long kiss to the back of it.

“I love you more than anything else in this world,” he told her, before he added, “Except Beatrix. She does take the cake.”

Sebastian —

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius — hadn’t slept a wink because he’d been up all night thinking about it.

It did feel stupid now but the rumours had suffocated him for weeks. He was so terrified they were true that he pushed her away instead.

[𝒔𝒆𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 @sybariticisms]

@coreius Sebastian picked up the rings, approaching her. “It’s not that I don’t trust you,” he told her, taking her hand, “I trust you more than anyone.”

He released a slow breath. “It’s just been everywhere, it’s all we heard about for weeks, and it just got in on me.” He —