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Asher enjoyed watching Archie's face- the way his lips curled around words, the way the blush colored his cheeks, and the little crinkle he got between his eyebrows when they furrowed as Archie thought. He chuckled, resisting the urge to kiss him again, instead just nodding and falling back...

Asher chuckled, leaning in to take the paper. "Thanks, man, I appreciate that," He offered, before sitting back and sipping his wine. Before he could say anything else the door opened and Onyx bustled in, a cheery 'mon chiot, I'm home!' on his lips even as Onyx's vision was blocked by the big...

Asher didn't mean to be late- it just happened that way sometimes, trying to pull himself away from his Archie and their little girl. Eventually he'd left them at home, after a bunch of kisses, thinking that Archie was perhaps reading to Dash or something as he threw on his jacket, grabbed his...

Ashers heart warmed as Archie's face lit up. He smiled softly, knowing he was staring and not really minding. "You're beautiful," He murmured, reaching up and trying to brush his thumb over Archie's cheek. "I think that makes sense. Perhaps a soft gold with a subtle glitter that catches the...

-godmods approved- Asher didn't realize he'd been holding his breath in that few moments of silence, until Archie finally spoke and the breath escaped him. He let out a happy laugh, feelinh his heart swell as Archie agreed, and he slid the ring onto Archie's left hand. "It's the left...

Asher smiled at Archie, relaxing a bit, and turned his smile to Dashley. "Sweetness, if you can behave for this, then what do you say later we go out for ice cream? And if you'd like, we can arrange a wedding for your stuffed animals at home and we'll buy you the prettiest dress ever and you can...

Ash nodded. "Thankfully Archie baby is a ray of absolute sunshine. He's a bit... absentminded sometimes, but a little love goes a long way with him." He smiled fondly, sipping his wine before leaning forward. "So, uh, hey, when you and the kitten got engaged, about the rings..." He gave a shy...

Asher was both oddly excited and a bit nostalgic for his little sisters wedding. He found a nice suit, got Dashley dressed up in a pretty little dress, and he was fussing with his hair as they walked in. "How do I look? Proper enough?" He fussed to Archie, refolding the hems of his sleeves for...

Asher fell into a comfortable silence with Archie, rubbing his hand in slow, mindless patterns against Archie's arm. This was nice- the soft peacefulness of the crackling fire, Archie's warmth and weight against him. Asher was half dozing, just content and happy where he was, when he felt the...

Asher slowed, turning more towards Archie and waiting patiently, enjoying the expressions shifting across Archie's face. He didn't mind waiting for Archie to speak, too enraptured with the thoughts he could see going over the mans face. He chuckled softly eventually as Archie finished speaking...

Asher sipped his drink. "How does the kitten handle the rags?" He asked. "I imagine as a rich kid he's had at least a bit of experience with them before, but he's always been more... emotionally open, I suppose," He settled on. "And some of them might hit a little harder than they really...

Asher listened to Jamie, sipping on his wine. "Sounds about right," He chuckled. "It's a mixed bag, really. The music is always great, though the long hours and travel can be a double edged sword. Some fans are cool, some are insane, then of course there's papparazzi and the rag magazines that...

Asher laughed lightly. "Totally fair," He agreed, settling in and sipping on his wine. "So tell me, how's Quidditch going?" He asked. "I was never much into the sport myself. But Onyx tells me you love it. What's that life like?" He questioned, curious to know more about his kittens other half.

Asher chuckled, slipping his jacket off and hanging it by the door. He ran a hand through his hair, walking over to fall onto the couch, wrapping a blanket around himself and holding it open in an invitation for Archie to come into his side. "You know I'm happy as long as I'm with you," He...

Asher considered what Archie was saying, looking at his fiancee with a warm smile. "I mean, you do look amazing in glitter," He offered, reaching out with the intention of brushing Archie's hair back. "I think some gold glitter somewhere would be enough for me," He agreed. "I want this wedding...

Asher laughed lightly. "Oh, no, I wasn't asking you to pull out his songs," He countered quickly. "I was just hoping to get a few eyes on some lyrics that I'd put together before I showed them to Archie. His birthdays coming up and I want to have it polished before then," He explained. "Of...

Asher chuckled, a bit shyly. "I'm not sure, honestly. I'm trying to write it for my sunshine but I just- want it to be good," He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "And Onyx is the sappiest guy I know," He chuckled. He looked to Jamie. "Sorry if this is a little personal, but has he written...

-godmods approved- Asher chuckled. "Close your eyes," He prompted before he pulled Archie in close, apparating them to the front door of the cabin he'd rented for the weekend. Asher had been by already, setting it up- candles everywhere, a fire going in the fireplace, rose petals scattered all...

Of all the things Asher had thought he'd do in life, letting himself be dragged around for a whole ton of wedding planning wasn't one of them. But he had to admit he was enjoying it. Though he may just be biased- anything he did with Archie was amazing. He was trying to be involved, even if he...