Evangeline sighed and shook her head. "Scor, come on, you don't have to make breakfast," she said gently, walking over toward him. Reaching around, she moved to grab his hands and pull them away from the pan, but right as she did, he was attempting to flip a pancake. The hot pan caught her forearm, making her jerk back and curse. "Shit!" she winched, pulling back and examining her arm. She felt so clumsy around Scorpius when they weren't talking. (Well, when they were avoiding each other's gazes.)
"I know, but you needed the rest..." Hugo complained, slumping down on the door at her feet. He rested his head on her knee and sighed. "Will it ever get easier? I mean, I love them more than anything in the world, but they are running their Mommy and Daddy ragged. I've forgotten what a full night's sleep was like." He pouted and looked up at her. It was always a beautiful sight to see her feeding his children. It was just... so natural.
"I know, but you needed the rest..." Hugo complained, slumping down on the door at her feet. He rested his head on her knee and sighed. "Will it ever get easier? I mean, I love them more than anything in the world, but they are running their Mommy and Daddy ragged. I've forgotten what a full night's sleep was like." He pouted and looked up at her. It was always a beautiful sight to see her feeding his children. It was just... so natural.