Victor didn't wait for an answer. He scooped Elias up in one smooth motion, earning a startled response from the smaller man that was equal parts protest and disbelief.
"Victor… put me down!" Elias hissed, trying to wriggle free. "I'm perfectly capable of walking on my own."
"I know," Victor said mildly, "but I don't trust you not to faint dramatically halfway there just to prove a point."
"That never happened," Elias muttered, glaring at him from the cradle of his arms. "I might be pregnant and hormonal, but I know when it's too much."
Victor glanced down, expression unreadable except for the faint amusement tugging at the corner of his mouth. "You are hormonal and adorable."
Elias scowled and crossed his arms, a gesture that might have looked dignified if he weren't currently being carried across the hall in rumpled pajamas. "You're enjoying this far too much."
"Immensely."
