[M-OOM] Alderaan

[organicmeatbag]

Another house. Another walkthrough. And Revan is yawning as he walks through the front door.

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[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

"We'll hire a maid." Kira snorts. "Or I'll clean after them for the rest of my life."

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

"Always thinking in the singular: we'll clean up after them for the rest of our lives," Revan clarifies before adding, "Or we'll drill it into them to clean up after themselves."

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

"I'll learn one day." She murmurs, shaking her head. "We could always drill it into them, yeah."

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

Revan pats her on the head and then wanders off to go look around some more, heading back down to the lower level. He ends up back in the kitchen.

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

She wrinkles her nose at the head-pat and wanders down the hall to follow him, nodding at the realtor. Together they move downstairs, and the realtor waits outside the kitchen.

"So. How do you really feel about this one?"

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

Revan is staring out a window, one overlooking the backyard when Kira asks her question. "It's...nice. I like it," he murmurs.

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

Kira runs a hand over his shoulder. "It is nice," she agrees. "I think this is it."

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

"Right then, looks like we're getting a house." A pause and then, "We're getting a house."

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

She beams at him. "We're getting a house!"

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

Revan tries not to gulp too noticeably. "Right."

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

She glances behind her to make sure the realtor didn't follow them in. Satisfied at the sight of no one behind them, she leans forward and brushes a kiss against a stubbly cheek. "It'll be okay."

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

His hands come up, resting on her shoulders, and he kisses her forehead. "It is okay."

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

She looks up at him, smile still on her face. "Good."

She places a hand on her stomach and looks around the kitchen quickly. "I think the girls like the house if that's any help. They're doing somersaults."

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

"Funny how that happens every time I touch you," and he eyes her belly suspiciously.

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

"Maybe," She murmurs, leaning up to kiss him quickly. "They recognise their father's touch. Or just get excited 'cause that's how I feel."

She shrugs, an impish smile in place.

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

"You must be very excited then," he murmurs, ghosting a hand across her stomach as he steps closer.

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

Her eyes flutter as his hand drifts across her stomach, and she brushes her hair back. "Always."

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

"Always, huh?" he murmurs, now ghosting his fingers along her arm.

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

She swallows a little hard, like something was stuck in her throat. "Yeah." She whispers. "Always."

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

"I feel that too," he whispers in a hushed breath. His hand encircles her wrist, his thumb brushing over the pulse he finds there. "Makes your heart beat faster."

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

She watches him from under her swooping bangs. Her fingers twitch for a moment before she tugs him forward by his shirt and kisses him soundly.

Somewhere in the back of her head she knows--really knows--that the realtor could walk back in at any moment, but all that matters right now (and always) is Revan.

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

His chuckles, from the shirt tugging, fade into the kiss as he deepens it and wraps an arm about her waist to hold her close. But before they can get too wrapped up in one another, he pulls back with a grin. "Hi."

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

"Hello." She murmurs, a sloppy smile on her face. "I suppose we should get back to the realtor..."

[organicmeatbag.livejournal.com]

Revan sighs. "If we have to." He keeps his arms around her waist and makes no move to though.

[jedi-exile.livejournal.com]

She grins and pushes him away softly, before grabbing his hand and tugging him out to see the realtor.

"Made your decision?" The other person asked, and Kira looks over at Revan with her eyebrows raised.