Nick carefully shifted the cake tier stand slightly to the side, picked up my plate and placed one of each type of assorted food on it before serving it to me. Our conversation span between his next plan and the progress of my studies. Throughout the conversation, we've been talking about individual life goals and plans but there was one more that I've been dying to ask him.

"Nick, may I know exactly what's next for us?" I asked while he shifted his eyes from the scone in his hand to me.

"What do you mean what's next for us? I've been enthroned, so that makes me a king and you're the queen. Or if you want it to be monarchy realistic, then you're the queen and I'm the prince," his gave his deadpan response.

"I'm talking about our future. How long are you going to keep me like this?" I probe further, looking at him splitting the scone in his hand into two.

Nick looked at me in disbelief, like I just asked a stupid question. He didn't reply immediately but graciously dolloped some jams on a half scone with a spreader knife.

"Until forever?" he cocked his eyebrows, wasn't sure if that was the answer I wanted to hear.

"But I want to have a family, you know," I said more specifically, trying to avoid the term 'marriage' or wanting a 'husband' which might upset him and his entire constitution.

"Ironic. The person who took the morning after pill wants to have a family," he quipped.

"You killed people too," I pointed out.

"At least I don't kill my offspring!"

"You didn't even ask me if I wanted to have a baby or not?" I argued.

"Now you're just contradicting yourself," he frowned. "Do you want my offspring or not?"

"Yes, I do want to have your baby but–"

"That's why I chose you to be their mother," he interjected, already anticipated something not worth listening to after I said "but".

I sighed. Despite feeling disappointed with the answer, I knew that if I pushed Nick to satisfy me with an answer that I wanted to hear, it might break him. I resume sipping my tea quietly and quietly enjoyed my pastries. Then, Nick offered a half scone dolloped with cream and jam to me.

"Don't leave it hanging there. I know you love food more than you love me," he coaxed, still holding the scone at me. "Come on, eat it up before Trixie eats it and give me a lap dance."

I finally opened my mouth allowing him to feed me with the scones. I munched up the scone, tasting the sweet combination of jam and cream with much pleasure and amusement that I smiled from the foodgasm.

"Look at that smile, that's the future I wanted to see," Nick beamed in triumph. "Am I good or what?"

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I'm not gonna lie, this scene is not my original idea. It's inspired by a Thailand commercial and it's the cutest thing I've ever seen. See the original below

https://youtu.be/ES9gPmvkBR4