Bill froze for a moment. He wasn’t sure what to say to her. He wanted that, all of that, for it to be the four of them forever. But how could he promise that? Put Hestia and the girls through that. It’s when he and Fleur fought the most, though often times he suspected that she simply enjoyed picking fights. Hestia wasn’t like that. .His shoulders fell, unsure of himself.
“It… gets pretty bad as the moon gets close. I get angry and sad and I can’t always control it. I can’t promise I wont say something that I’ll regret, or that is even the most appropriate.” He frowned, “I’m not saying that to scare you, I swear, I’d never intentionally hurt you or the girls, but I get a little angry. And restless. It’s just a lot for some people to take, you know?” He wouldn’t do anything to hurt anyone, but he knew that sometimes he said things he didnt mean, did things he shouldn’t.
“I want to be around you, Hestia Jones.” He said softly, his hand coming to rest on her cheek, “I want to be here, with you and the girls for as long as you’ll let me. Merlins, Hestia, I love you.” He told her gently.