jasonwright | Wright Reunion [Pre-dated to Dec. 1st/Iris]

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Wright Reunion [Pre-dated to Dec. 1st/Iris]

They've spent the whole morning cleaning the apartment and getting everything ready because today's a pretty special day for both Jason and Iris. His brother John is coming to visit again. And this time, he's bringing his wife and Jason's baby nephew. To say they're both nervous is a massive understatement. Jason's spent the past few days running errands for Iris, picking up food, ingredients, and baby supplies while Iris has worked on baby-proofing the whole apartment, something that's thrown Alfredo and Eric into a tizzy. It's been a bit of a chaos but more of an excited one. Jason can't wait to meet his namesake and he definitely can't wait to meet the woman crazy enough to marry his little brother.

After another round at the grocery store, Jason heads back to the apartment, lugging a ridiculous amount of bags with him as Alfredo jogs happily by his side. He took the dog this time, mostly to get him out of Iris' hair for a few, but also because he wanted to work out some of Alfredo's energy before a baby turns his would upside down. Racing Alfredo up the stairs of the complex, Jason balances the bags on one arm and lets himself into their home, closing the door behind him as Alfredo pants and makes his way to the water bowl.

"I'm back," he says by way of greeting as he carries the bags into the kitchen. There's no telling where Iris has gotten to or what project she's taken up in preparation for the visit.

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Iris takes the baby, cuddling him with a tiny squeal. She nuzzles the top of his head with a happy sigh. "He's still got that baby smell," she says, grinning up at Jason as he comes back in. Lifting a hand, she tickles under Keaton's chin, smile widening as he lets out a babbling giggle. "I'm going to keep him."

Jason leans down to look at Keaton, smiling as he giggles at Iris. He kisses the baby's cheek then looks back up at Iris. "I think his parents may have a problem with that."

"Naah... I'm sure they'll be fine with it, right?" she jokes, looking over at John and Felicity. "I'm sure he cries a ton and smells funny and you should just leave him here with me."

"What makes you think I wanna live with him if he does all that?" he teases. Keaton stares at Jason for a moment before he reaches out a little hand, tentatively touching his beard before he erupts in giggles. That makes Jason grin stupidly. "Oh god, okay we're keeping him."

"See?" she stage-whispers, grinning just as dumbly. "You distract them and I'll hide him, okay? They'll never suspect a thing."

"Ugh, deal. He's really cute." Keaton continues to play with Jason's beard before he turns his attention back to Iris, laying his head on her chest.

"He may be a bit sleepy," John suggests from the couch where he and Felicity have cuddled up. "He gets very cuddly when he's sleepy."

Iris bites her lip, letting out a quietly pained noise. Keaton is too cute and the snuggling is just throwing her over the edge.

"We bought a little cot so he can sleep while he's here..." she explains, gently rubbing his back. "And a few little presents too."

"Aw, did you really?" Felicity pipes up. "That was very sweet of you guys. If you can lay him down, he can have a nap while we eat. And then it'll be time for his dinner."

Keaton rubs his face in Iris' shirt, making small grumpy noises to let everyone know he's more than ready to take a nap. Jason's heart practically melts out of his chest at the sight and he places a hand on Iris' back, guiding her toward the bedroom. "I got the cot set up by the bed. The blanket you picked is there too."

Letting out a happy little sigh, Iris lays him down in the cot, carefully draping the blanket over him. "He's so cute," she sighs, taking Jason's hand and following him out of the room. Heading into the kitchen, she hands him plates and cutlery as she pulls the lasagne out of the oven and puts the apple pie in. "They must be so happy with him."

"He really is, isn't he?" Jason sets the table as Iris puts the finishing touches on dinner. He can't stop grinning since meeting his nephew. "If not, I'm taking him," he laughs. "Now I'm really hoping they let us give them the day off." He nudges Iris as he passes by to grab napkins, knowing full well she feels the same.

When the table is set, John and Felicity take a seat, admiring everything. "You two really have a nice place here. Maine seems like a beautiful place to live," Felicity offers.

She chuckles at that, following him out to the table and portioning out the lasagne.

"It really is. It's pretty perfect for us, I think. Close enough to the ocean for both our needs, nice weather, a good community, and everything is so lush and pretty," she sighs, taking her seat.

"Definitely better than Alaska," Jason adds as he sits next to Iris.

John rolls his eyes. "You're biased. I mean, understandably. But Alaska's gorgeous."

"And stupidly cold." Felicity shakes her head. "It kind of makes running a landscaping business difficult." She eats a forkful of lasagna and smiles, complimenting Iris on it. "So you like Keaton?" she asks with a sparkle in her eye, clearly switching subjects.

"Love him!" Iris sighs, warmth bubbling up in her chest at the thought of holding him. "He's so adorable. I don't know how you manage to put him down."

"Your arms get tired for one," she laughs. "And when he gets fussy, he makes it very easy to hand him over to someone else. John's really good at calming him down." She smiles a John, pinching his cheek. "We'll be married for a year next week!"

"Really?!" Iris squeaks, clapping her hands excitedly. "Oh, you must be so happy! Are you planning on doing anything exciting for the anniversary? How has it been being married so far??"

"Well we talked about it on the flight, and since we're in Maine, we thought we'd extend our vacation a bit. Explore the state, stay at some relaxing resort. Oh, I looked up Siren Cove on the plane. It says you guys have a resort here, is that true?" She glances at John when Iris asks about married life and smiles.

"It's difficult, that's for sure. But I love it. I got really lucky with this one." Felicity reaches over to lovingly touch John's hair, who's currently completely absorbed with dinner. "I see they both love food."

"Oh, yes! Just at the edge of town," she explains, smiling. "You should definitely check it out. It's really lovely there. I haven't spent any over night time there but I hear the rooms are gorgeous."

Iris glances over at Jason as he shovels food into his mouth, giving him a fond smile. "That's a familial trait, huh?" she giggles. "There are never leftovers here, not when Jason's home."

"Mm, perfect!" Felicity pulls a notepad from her purse hanging on the back of her chair and adds a note next to her list of places to visit. "It looked like a really cute place to stay. Even if it's just for a night. If we check it out, I'll tell you if it's worth a look or not."

"I think he can actually out-eat John," she laughs, studying them both. The boys are completely unaware they're even being talked about. "Is he still working on the boats? I used to work at a bar and grill near the coast. Got a lot of fishermen and they would almost eat us out of business when the seasons started."

"Mhmm! He's working at a garage in town too, but the boats are his main job right now," she explains, reaching over and squeezing his knee lightly. "You should see how much he packs away when he gets back at night. There's a reason our fridge is so packed."

"I bet he'd easily win one of those food eating competitions," she grins, taking another few bites of the lasagna.

Jason feels Iris' hand on his knee and looks up, only now realizing the two were discussing him. "What's going on?"

"I was just about to ask Iris when you two are going to get married." Felicity beams and John sits up immediately with a groan.

"Oh my god, Issy, I told you not to ask that."

Iris chokes slightly on her lasagna, coughing until she catches her breath. "I, uh... We, um!" she stammers, eyes wide as she grasps for a way to reply. Its all she can do not to glance at Jason but she's fairly sure she'll burst into flames from the sheer force of her embarrassment if she does. "That is... I mean, we're not engaged!"

Jason's just staring over a forkful of lasagna at Felicity like he's never seen her before and has no idea when she suddenly appeared at the table. When Iris speaks, he sits up, making a face. He can tell Iris is beyond embarrassed and decides to try to answer for them. "We uh.....haven't.....discussed that....and it really hasn't been that long."

Felicity tilts her head, stirring her lasagna up rather nonchalantly. "I mean, you want to marry each other, right?"

John groans even louder, throwing his head against the back of his chair. "She's horrible. Don't talk to her. She's absolutely awful and I'm divorcing her right now."

Iris' face burns and her hand automatically flies to her lips as she starts biting at her nail. "I... That is-" she stammers, her voice going squeaky with embarrassment. She'd love to marry Jason. More than love. But she hardly wants to push him into anything and saying anything negative might give him the impression she doesn't eventually want that. So she shuts her mouth and tries to hide behind the curtain of her hair as she chews her nails.

Jason looks to Iris, half curious about her answer, but more worried about her reaction to the question itself. He knows she loves him and thinks, hopes, maybe one day she'd want to marry him, but really, this isn't how he'd like to hear it. Wanting to take the attention from Iris, he picks up his fork again and nods.

"Of course I do. I'd be an idiot if I didn't want to marry her," he says. "We're just enjoying what we have right now though."

She's caught off guard by his answer, swinging around to look at him. "I- You do?" she asks, blush deepening. "I mean, obviously I want to marry you too, eventually... I just... I don't know why I'm surprised."

Iris shakes her head, hiding her face in her hands. "I'm an idiot?" she finally laughs, looking up at him with a stupid grin.

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