[littl3chocobo]

the honeymoon was a lot longer than he had planned for and every morning when he got up to talk to auntie and uncle they had the same argument leaving him to take his unrest out on the bread dough he made for the next day while felix finished and baked the bread beaten the day before. it worked and kept the rest of their time together pleasant and productive until felix started getting a distant look back in his eye and began daydreaming about htapodi. it took only two days for the other to tell him it was time to go back and he wasted no time packing. he wore the silver combs


(felix bought him a pair of watery-knoty combs for his hair on the way to russia, also zosa makes bread which spends the morning in the fridge then gets a bath in the evening and left to rise at night under a towel for sourdough bread which felix makes the next morning)

[Poggio]

There was not much of a lay over as the train sped through the eastern European country side dumping them at the edge of Aegean Sea where they were put on a ferry. Under the view of stars, he and Zosa were met at the docks edge. There was a smile from Auntie, the faithful sibling reunion and then there was Uncle. The professor could see the mans eyes trying to dart away from the twin bands around their fingers each time he caught a glimpse of his face. He did not marry a child, and he would do his damnest to make sure his family knew that.

[littl3chocobo]

he grew more and more antsy as they drew close which seemed to be mirrored by everyone on the far shore for the small faces reflected his own until the ferryboat stopped and he rushed off to dole out much-missed hugs

[Poggio]

They loaded their bags into one of the small trucks used to make deliveries around the island and made it back to the large house atop the hill. Auntie was sure to keep dinner warm for them admittedly listening to the tales of Russia and the general gossip surrounding the reclusive Shadow father. Saying nothing he let Zosa being the center of the loving attention until it came to the question of the dress and the delay in the wedding stream. He didn't answer the prying woman, only admitted that he would wash the dishes before distracting her all together by asking for the recipe for the bread.

[littl3chocobo]

pausing in his retelling of the frog felix caught and he got a picture of he opened his mouth to explain only for felix to redirect the conversation to bread. auntie seemed alright and giving the other a silent bit of praise went back to his own conversation

[Poggio]

The evening ended with Auntie retiring to her room and chasing the others off to bed. This time there was not much jet lag from the moon to get used. He made himself and Zosa drinks of tea to take with them back to his husband child hood sanctuary. Amazingly the house staff had transported most of their belongings except for the food to the little room. He offered Zosa a kiss with his mug and pressing his head against the others he gently walked the other to the tiny twin bed in the corner. "You seem happy and pleased." The professor said with a smile.

[littl3chocobo]

he was and nodding he took the cup, "i am, i brought my husband home and he was well received, i had dinner with all of my favorite people and nothing happened, my most beloved person even made the most important woman in my life happy by asking about her bread instead of bringing up a sore point. i am very pleased"

[Poggio]

Pressing closer he offered Zosa another kiss. "But you have yet to make your husband happy, He wants to hear his dios voice and a retelling of another myth, under the same starts his husband saw as child."

[littl3chocobo]

his smile softened and spread as he took a kiss of his own and wrapping his free hand around felix's he led them towards the freshly-made bed, "i think i know just the one, how about the trials of hercules? it has been much too long since i have told those stories"

[Poggio]

Nodding he followed the others siren call into the bed and on to his pectoral pillow. He had forgotten how small the bed was until he had to curl his legs around Zosas to keep them from dangling off the edge. "Those were always my favorites, though I do not think we can wrestle in this bed."

[littl3chocobo]

"no, probably not," he agreed as felix relaxed against him, "but zyats isn't likely to come for storytime tonight, if you get plenty of sleep then tomorrow we can go 'wrestle' outside where noone will bother us"

[Poggio]

With that promise he fell asleep on the smaller bed and at some point curled around the words the other spoke so the draft would not touch his feet. When he woke that morning he slipped out of the comfort before the other arose and went down stairs expecting to find the roll of risen dough ready for the oven, instead he found 3 other women busy about the large kitchen. They peckishly gave him strange glances as he integrated himself to make breakfast.

(He will either have been shooed out of the kitchen and is outside in the trees or he will have a crowd around him as he makes breakfast with the gossiping house maids )

[littl3chocobo]

he woke to the sound of felix opening the door and closing it again. sitting up he checked the time only to realize that in his excitement his watch was wrong. looking up at the clock in his room he reset it and went to find clothes. once dressed he came downstairs to find felix busy making bread with auntie and the maids and taking the sight as a sign slipped out of the door and headed for town to go get the boat rented

back in about three and a half hours will be dropped off XD he has keys to something and will give them to felix. if felix asks he will be silent but will give kisses XD)

[Poggio]

He had not seen Zosa in a while. Starting to get worried, The professor retreated to the upstairs where he was ambushed from behind and given soft kisses between his shoulder blades. Before he could inquire about the long absence, Zosa dropped something heavy in his hands that jingled. Any question he asked was only met with soft happy pleased kisses. Eventually he gave up grinning himself and leading the boy back down to the busy room to take their breakfast outside. He fed Zosa the freshly made bread under the shade of a tree. "Zosa... now will you tell me what is going on... is this a house key?"

[littl3chocobo]

still mute he only offered a coy smile and pulling the spicy fingers over gave them soft kisses. he did not realize until the other twisted the slim digits that he was not wearing gloves yet tasted of breakfast baking. he raised a brow, "no gloves?"

[Poggio]

He grinned. Though his own question was avoided he answered Zosa's with a kiss near the others ear. "I can't make bread with love if I can't touch it." Offering another kiss his grin grew. "Besides your Aunt was very curious about the orgin of our wedding bands." He said holding up the slender fingers. "Do not worry for the moment she thinks my hands are paste."