Wesley was glad to for the normality that having his family provided and didn't know what he'd do with Fred and Regan. Being able to come home and talk about things that didn't have to do with demons or vampires over pasta was wonderful. It wasn't something he had thought he'd have the chance to have until he had started growing closer to Fred as she had adapted to life back in their world again.
Although not everything was normal. Regan couldn't go to a normal school, and getting a pet was currently not something they could really consider, however nice it would have been nice.
Once they finished dinner, Wesley cleared the table and got the dishes into the dishwasher before cleaning up the kitchen. By the time he was done, it was storytime with Regan. Of course, he wasn't surprised when she fell asleep in the middle of it. Smiling, he leaned over to kiss her forehead before retiring with Fred to change for bed.
"Not used to dressing for the office?" Wesley asked with a laugh, as he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off. He grabbed his t-shirt and sweats from the drawer and sat them on the bed. "You never saw the suits I used to wear while working for the Council. I never realized how impractical they really were until I went to Sunnydale to actually work with Slayers. And unfortunately, no...it's not Friday yet." He paused at that. "You know, it's actually a bit weird to be thinking in terms of a five-day work week."
Once he was changed, he smiled as Fred held out her hand and reached out to take it before climbing into bed with her, settling under the covers. Sliding his arm around her, he held her close and tilted his head down to kiss her.
"At least we get to come home with each other," he murmured against her lips.