You and me, we're in this together now (rp for elementof_risk)

[deep_red_bells]

They were roomies.

It didn't seem to matter that they'd technically been together for over a year, or that they were getting married next month, or that they would have a baby in six months--they were roommates. Getting anything out of Julian when he was in these moods still took a team of wild horses. She tried not to let it bother her, tried to remind herself that it was how he'd been brought up, how he had to be, but dear God--a year. And he still failed miserably at communication.

Part of her wanted to snap and lash out and yell, still. She couldn't promise herself that she wouldn't, but she was going to try talking first.

She scooped Irina-the-puppy up in her arms--a feat which was getting harder every day and would be impossible soon--kissed the top of her fuzzy head in apology before sitting her down on the floor and taking her place beside Julian on the couch. In typical dog fashion, the puppy shook it off--literally--and trotted off into the kitchen, most likely to eat. "What's wrong?" she asked simply, settling against the cushions and throw pillows and propping her chin in her hand. Not much point in beating about the bush--especially after the snideness and the slamming doors and the nearly two bottles of wine.

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[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

"That's why you're my hero, baby," she smiled, wriggling her feet underneath a throw pillow to warm them. She fell silent for a moment, deciding, toying with her spoon over the ice cream tub. "We're having a girl," she finally said softly, glancing over at him through her hair. "I, um...asked Val. And Merle. Sometimes it pays to know psychics."

[elementof-risk.livejournal.com]

He blinked a bit at that news, at the knowledge that someone could know, that anyone could know that so for sure. For all that he'd accepted the supernatural and extraordinary with being with her, two people being so sure of the gender of their unborn child was still startling worthy. "Oh...I...suppose that means we could start decorating the nursery?"

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Unsure how she should take that reaction, she tucked her hair behind her ear and glanced at him. "We can wait for the ultrasound if you want, but...I mean, we could maybe start talking about it. How to decorate, maybe start thinking about names?"

[elementof-risk.livejournal.com]

He gave her a small smile and nodded. "That sounds good. I mean, the decorating and thinking about names. We don't need to wait, if you don't want to..."

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

She thought about it for a moment, nibbling daintily at her lower lip. "I think they're right. I've thought it for a while. That it was a girl, I mean. I kept catching myself trying to say 'she.'"

[elementof-risk.livejournal.com]

"Well, that's probably better than going around calling her an 'it,'" he said with a wry smile.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

"Worlds better." She scoffed softly and smirked, dug out another bite of ice cream. "So. Names."