A Very Nice Suite, Arms Hotel, Sunday Morning

[whenshewasnice]

Envy was exactly the sort of extra to have had the suite specially decorated by the team in a way that brought the theming of both the ceremony and the party together in a pleasing way, really tying the whole day together when they'd finally retreated back to the hotel.

Not that Envy, at least, had had even half a mind to appreciate it all much at all, last night. The day had been long, much longer than she'd anticipated. Not really in the sense of the hours, although those had also been many, but the...

Well.

Look, turned out getting married, even to your extremely steady significant other after years of engagement, was actually a pretty emotional thing to do. And with everything else that had been packed into the day, including all the off-screen stuff like photos and little interview snippets and God knows what else?

Yeah, she'd passed out hard and fast after getting to the room and getting out of her second dress of the evening. And you know what? Even as she was slowly drifting back awake, she had no regrets.

About any part of it.

[ooc: For the husband and some truly slow SP.]

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[lockestheway]

So many costumes. So much schmoozing.

Peter, too, had had no time or energy for anything else last night. And yet he’d woken up early, stretched out on the mattress. Watching her.

No make-up, no hair, no costumes.

Just Envy.

[whenshewasnice]

The lack of makeup was truly amazing - and had, in fact, taken up most of what had been left of Envy's energy at the end of the night. She would never be so tired as to not make sure her skin was properly cleansed and moisturized.

Without opening her eyes just yet, Envy gave a little stretch and a soft yawn, and asked, "Why are you staring at me like a creep?"

Lucky guess, but not at all serious. Even if the deadpan was perfect.

[lockestheway]

Peter’s mouth crinkled into a soft smile. "Because I enjoy creeping on you," he said, "And you just agreed to let me do it for the rest of your life."

[whenshewasnice]

"Shit, I knew there was downside," Envy drawled.

And cracked her eyes open.

Looked over.

Smiled.

[lockestheway]

Peter found himself entirely incapable of doing anything but smiling back.

"'Fraid you're going to have to get used to it," he said, "Because I intend to still be waking up in your bed when I'm a creaky 80-year-old."

[whenshewasnice]

"Oh, you plan to creak?" Envy asked without missing a beat. Her head turned, the rest of her didn't; she'd get there eventually. "Hopefully my hearing will go by then."

[lockestheway]

"Creak, and ten years later, probably leak," Peter said merrily. "Get ready to invest in adult diapers, can't start early enough."

[whenshewasnice]

Envy made a face - while laughing, but still.

"What's wrong with you?"

Most of the same things that always had been.

[lockestheway]

"I'm sorry, is it too early to have that conversation?" Peter said innocently. "I can wait."

[whenshewasnice]

Envy rolled her eyes - and then rolled on to her side, towards him. "Yes, let me at least have breakfast before I have to deal with what an incontinent wreck you plan to be."

[lockestheway]

Peter chuckled. "I guess that's fair enough," he said. "I probably won't be incontinent for a while."

And he leaned in to kiss her, on that very romantic notion.

[whenshewasnice]

He was so lucky Envy loved him more than anyone or anything else in the multiverse. Otherwise she might have pulled back.

Now she just leaned in to meet him.

[lockestheway]

Well, she'd known about his sense of humor when she'd decided to fall in love with him, so clearly it wasn't that much of a negative.

But kissing took precedence over terrible jokes, and Peter's hand slid into her hair as he drew her into the kiss.

[whenshewasnice]

Envy's arm slid over him, reciprocating.

She lingered in the kiss, like she felt something... settling.

[lockestheway]

"I am so glad," Peter breathed, moments away from her lips, "...that we get a solid week of vacation after this."

[whenshewasnice]

"Mmmmh," Envy hummed, "very smart of us, wasn't that?"

[lockestheway]

"We are extremely intelligent people," Peter agreed. "Which is why I'm also glad we're not spending all of it here."

[whenshewasnice]

"God, could you imagine?" Envy replied, far too amused. (On a scale of Envy, of course.) "Honeymooning on Fandom."

[lockestheway]

"Me, holing up inside, annoyed, while you kicked some invading creature in the balls outside," Peter said. "Nostalgic. But not really the vibe I'd like for a honeymoon."

[whenshewasnice]

"Suppose we should be looking forward rather than back," Envy mused, her fingertips playing with the ends of his hair.

[lockestheway]

"I talked to Karla," Peter said. "She's 40 now, has a bunch of kids... and she thinks of her time here as 'the most vivid of her life'."

He let his fingers trail along her arm. "Imagine feeling like that. What a waste."

[whenshewasnice]

Envy made a soft scoffing noise. "We were kids," she said. "Was that supposed to be the most interesting part of our lives?"

[lockestheway]

"It's funny," Peter said. "I spent what felt like a lifetime trying to pretend I wasn't intimidated by her. This might have been the first time I actually wasn't."

[whenshewasnice]

"That's growth, baby."

A little bit joking, but not entirely.

"I, of course, still have no idea if I should remember her from high school or not."

[lockestheway]

Peter snorted. "You didn't miss much," he said. "She was very loud and very dramatic and liked to storm cackling down the hallways."

He pressed another kiss to her mouth, just because he could.

"The idea of valuing your high school career so highly... shit, I was eager to get out of here. I took the only parts of it that mattered with me."