Sweet Spring
New @jj-pines Indigo and Calvin art drop and I can’t get over it! So, here! Also, this may be one of two depending on if I want to write smut (because I am unhinged, and I can't get over this image and I'm think things!) BUT I'm not promising anything! Here is the Bridgehid Masterlist if you want it too!
Spring on Maquis Island is a beautiful site, all the greenery and flowers along with the little fairies and other creatures on the land. Calvin’s favorite season! All the beautiful growth of the world makes him happy, coming off the death of the winter season it is a wonderful sight watching everything begin to grow again, and of course, his birthday is the last day of April.
The spring season also allowed the Corals’ family gatherings to continue, midday visits to Amethea and Finnian’s cottage or for the whole family to come to the Bookstone-Corals house to sit out on the verandah and enjoy a good brunch and good conversation.
Since it was Indigo and Calvin’s turn to host for the weekend, the two of them were doing the dishes as Amethea, Antoniette, and Finnian could socialize with Spiro as he was visiting.
“I would like to get some new plants tomorrow,” Indigo spoke softly, “I want to get some climbing hydrangeas.”
Calvin hummed with a smile, “and honeysuckles,” she added.
“Where are we putting them?” Calvin asked, quietly.
“I want to put them outside our bedroom window,” She answered, “our bedroom windows, they look so bare compared to the rest of the house.”
“It is on the second floor.”
“I know,” Indigo sighed.
The healer chuckled at the pout on his wife’s face, “Don’t worry, angel, I’ll get you the plants you want.”
She smiled, “You’re the best husband ever.”
After being married for years, she’s continuing to make his heart do flips, “Wisteria may be nice too, could help with fertility too,” Indigo declared, “So would raspberries.”
Calvin let out a laugh as he continued to stare down at her while doing their clean dishes, “You are saying that to a doctor,” he muttered.
“I’m not saying they will, I’m saying they could,” Indigo replied with a little giggle, “I’m sorry that I want to have your children so badly that I'm willing to eat raspberries and put wisteria outside our bedroom windows.”
“What would help our chances is if people would leave us alone,” Calvin remarked.
Indigo laughed, “Then go tell Mère and père to leave.”
“I’m going to tell your parents to leave just so we have sex,” Calvin chuckled.
Indigo shrugged, “No, tell them to leave, I bet Mère and père would understand,” Indigo joked.
“Oh yeah, the same man that looked like he was going to kill me when they all caught us making out in the library,” the healer retorted.
The French mage snickered, “I still wonder if he likes me sometimes,” Calvin sighed.
“He likes you, grenade,” she declared, “but I am his little girl.”
“I know,” he hummed, before he whispered, leaning over making their shoulders touch, “but are also my girl.”
“Careful~”
“But don’t want to be careful~” It’s taking so much self-control for him not to pull her toward him, while her hands are still in the sink, “besides you are the one who brought up babies.”
“I brought fertility!” She exclaimed, before covering her mouth, “that was loud.”
Calvin glanced over his shoulder, “We’re fine,” he muttered.
“The last thing I need is tante teasing me or Uncle Spiro trying to kill you,” Indigo huffed.
Calvin chuckled once again, watching her wash one of the last dishes in the sink as he dried the one in his hand, “If we are going to get plants tomorrow, we might as well get groceries…” Indigo began before he couldn’t process the words she was saying.
He knows she’s talking, and he can hear her beautiful velvety angel voice get he’s not retaining the grocery list she is citing off from the top of her head. No, he’s just staring at her, with a content smile across his lips.
