Angle for a Devil (Closed)

Leaving Viktor behind, the small baby was crying hard. He wasn't happy, as tears streamed down his full cheeks.

He only continued to sob, wailing in her arms.

Of course he didn't respond, only kept crying. Which caused Viktor to come in the room quietly. He didn't say anything, only just watched the two.

Viktor smiled softly, coming up and hugging her waist. "Is he hungry?" He asked in a whisper, to her ear.

Face flushing heavily, he pulled back. "T-then I'll leave you to that, I guess." Stammering, with a red face, he glanced over to the door.

Pressing a kiss to her neck, he backed up. "I'll be outside." He mumbled before vanishing.

Viktor went outside, outside. Out in the front lawn by himself. He wanted the fresh air, and to see the morning sun.

The baby grabbed at the fabric of her shirt, his crying dying down. He didn't seem to know what to do, because the situation didn't feel quite right. Ezra seemed confused as to what she wanted, still crying softly.
Viktor continued to wander outside, picking up stones and chucking them along.

(You can time skip)

(I was just saying you could… you didn't have to)
Already falling asleep, he held onto her gently with his small hand. He wasn't crying for her attention though.

Letting go, he curled up into the small bed happily.

Ezra didn't stir, only breathed softly. He was happily sleeping, curling his little fist around the blanket.

He squeaked, looking over his shoulder to her. "Oh.. it's only you." He sighed out a breath of relief.

"Love you." He whispered.

“Sorry, just out of it.” He hummed leaning back to knock her off. “So what are we doing today?” He hummed, spinning around to face her with a bright smile.