˚₊‧꒰ა 🎄🎅🏼 ❄️ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ -> THERE'S A POUT .. that tugs at her lower lip. she does her best to keep the pout on and tries not to laugh. both her legs are pulled up onto the couch - before she leans forward and rests her cheek against her right knee. blue eyes gaze up at the man - giving him the best puppy dog eyes she could muster. a trait she's learnt from moa. ❝ i can't help if i like a little danger. ❞ she replied. ❝ besides this family attracts danger far too easily. ❞ the brunette continued with a huff of a laugh.
˚₊‧꒰ა 🎄🎅🏼 ❄️ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ -> @resnare ☃️ asked ❝ you're banned from doing anything remotely dangerous. ❞
It's hard to stay angry at her when she tugs on his fatherly instincts with those big, blue eyes of hers. Out of all the traits that his wife could have taught the daughter of Gibbs, the pleading pout is probably the one Dimitriy likes the least. And that only because he’s entirely susceptible to it. “At least you didn’t get badly hurt.” Pretty sure there’s at least three other people waiting in line for chewing her out and he doesn’t know who’s going to be maddest, his wife, her husband, or her father. “What exactly happened?”
