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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[whenshewasnice]

"Uh huh," Envy hummed, and pressed a kiss into his hair. "Not ready enough for a pre-wedding concert."

Possibly something for a much smaller market, in general.

[lockestheway]

"Well," Peter said, as he slid his arms around her waist, "I look forward to hearing it when it's done."

[whenshewasnice]

"You'll be the first to hear it," Envy promised, rubbing a light little spiral against his back. Her nose nuzzled into his hair a little more. "Husband."

[lockestheway]

"Thank you," Peter said, "Wife."

He pulled a face.

"Sounds more patriarchal when I do it," he added.

[whenshewasnice]

"No it doesn't," Envy replied, sounding faintly amused. "You don't have that kind of power over me."

A beat.

"Sorry to disappoint."

[lockestheway]

Peter snorted. "Well, I hear it in there," he said. "Blame years of online punditry."

[whenshewasnice]

"Good thing you should have decades to purge that garbage right out of your brain."

[lockestheway]

"I will do my best," Peter murmured. "Imagine trying to exert power over you."

[whenshewasnice]

Envy snorted. "I don't think my imagination reaches that far."

Well, not anymore, anyway. The Gideon thing had been a weird detour in her life.