Dominic wasn't exactly surprised when Ramona ignored his gesture but he was startled as she brushed past him and made a bee line for the house. "Ok, well that's better than running away." he mumbled to himself, desperate to look on the bright side of things no matter what. He quickly followed...
Dominic was nervous. He had been doing his best to hide it and he was pretty sure he had been doing a good job. Of course he was no stranger to kids, he worked with them all day. Even though he taught the older kids at the daycare he still had to intervene with younger kids meltdowns all the...
Dominic felt very comfortable in his job at the daycare and he really felt like he was doing what he was meant to with his life. But he had to admit this time of the year was always hard as he said goodbye to some students as they left for Hogwarts. At the same time there were always kids moving...
Dominic was always a little nervous to have parents around the daycare. A lot of them had big opinions that were ultimately, well wrong. He couldn't blame them exactly. They were handing off the most precious people in their lives to complete strangers. He understood that came with some concern...
Dominic walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter as Zeke put the last bits of the dinner together. He hummed thoughtfully as his partner told him about his day. It sounded nice and for a brief moment he felt a sense of doubt cross his mind. He knew he wanted to be an educator but...
Dominic smiled and leaned into the touch as Zeke tucked some of his hair back. "Thanks." he said meekly after being reassured. If felt like every day they had the same routine. He would come home and Zeke would comfort him. It was a good system and his partner was very good at being supportive...
Dominic had tucked the mail under his arm and was flipping through it when Zeke rounded the corner and held out his arms. He smiled and accepted the hug and fully leaned into his partner. "Hey." he said again, his voice sounding muffled this time as he spoke into the other man's chest. After a...
Dominic hadn't expected that kind of reaction when he mentioned his new job. He raised an eyebrow. "Do I just seem the type?" he asked with a laugh. He was following in his mother's footsteps and he'd be lying if he hadn't heard that kind of comment before.
Dominic was exhausted. If taming children with uncontrolled and budding magic wasn't enough, unpacking seemed to be a never ending task that had no end in sight. Their apartment back in Santa Barbara hadn't even been that big, how did they have so much stuff? But having Zeke made this move...
Dominic didn't aske what she had heard about his alma mater. He hadn't kept up too much with what was going on at his old school but hoped things were well. "A job." he said brightly. "I teach at the new day care." he explained.
Dominic laughed a little when she told him where she lived in the US. Given the history it was ironic to find a witch that chose to live in Salem. "Oh very cool. I've never been but I did go to Ilvermorny which wasn't too far." he said. Nothing in New England was really that far from anything...
Dominic brightened at the mention of the US. "I'm Dominic." he said in return when Selene introduced herself. "Where in the US?" he asked. "I'm sure you can tell from my accent I'm not from around here" he laughed.
Dominic had stopped to enjoy the view and enjoy the sunshine on his way to pop his head into the rest of the shops when he heard someone speak to him. He glanced over his shoulder and saw a dark haired girl who looked around his age. "Oh yeah it really is." he said with a smile. "Are you from...
Dominic didn't think finding a job after graduating college would be quite so hard. He did well in school and even worked as a tutor the entire time. He knew what he was doing when it came to teaching others but still, he had gone longer than he'd like to admit without a real and steady job. So...
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