"Good morning, Mrs. Smythe."
"I hope you know we're not actually married," Santana giggled from her half of the bed,"And this baby laying in between us is just a doll for a parenting course that you convinced me to take with you as an easy A."
"I know, just practicing."
"For what?"
"When we're really married and there's an actual baby laying in between us." He shrugged nonchalantly, as if it was common sense. They would get married one day, they'd have a family of their own and a nice house to raise it. He wasn't taking that course as an easy A, he was taking it to prepare them for the future.
Santana gave him an unreadable look. She didn't know exactly how to feel about that. Sure, she saw one with him, but she never really looked that much into the future before. "I really love you, did you know that?"
Sebastian grinned and grabbed his camera, holding it above them,"I had a feeling, since I really love you too. Now smile, we can have a little family picture. It can be a before and after set up, one now, and one when we actually have one.
She shook her head while her cheeks turn a light pink, proceeding to smile at the electronic just in time.
Click.