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]

"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."

[whenshewasnice]

Envy's fingers brushed their way further into his hair.

"You didn't even graduate," she noted, on another soft snort. "Really made your point, there."

[lockestheway]

"And look how far a high school dropout can get in the world," Peter said jovially. Leaning into her touch. "I'm aspirational."

[whenshewasnice]

"And yet we are not turning that into the next 'look how the Hegemon is a man of the people' thing."

[lockestheway]

Peter laughed. "I promise not to focus test anything during the honeymoon, at least."

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm going to kick you off the honeymoon," Envy informed him in a drawl, "if you don't put your energy towards testing what just your wife might like."

And, oh. That felt new and weird and good to say.

[lockestheway]

"Mmm," Peter said, lifting his chin. "Does my wife have any suggestions of her own?"

[whenshewasnice]

Envy's smile went wider and warmer whether she wanted it to or not.

(No one here to see it but him, so no reason to hide.)

Then she smirked. "Oh, plenty, I'm sure."

[lockestheway]

"Because I am open," Peter said, propping his head up on his arm, "To her every word."