Asks from the heart

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ask questions from the heart: the original flavor Finally! You can ask all the questions about matters of the heart, love, and romance that have been burning that hole through your curiosity. Ask away! Delve deep! Nothing is off-limits! Except for that. RULES ○ Comment with your character. ○ They're asked love-adjacent and related questions!

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[endof_theline]

Yeah, I liked it. A lot.

[He's okay now. He's alright with it. He might think about it again when he's alone, but for now it's alright. And what other way could he take it, than that they look out for each other and defend each other? He's thankful for it, and for her.]

I want it legal too. But it's real nice, hearing it out loud, even now.

[assholic]

[She should be surprised that it had rolled so easily off her tongue. Relationships, at least her relationships, had always been something that were hard for her to admit to, or hold onto. Accepting him as her own, as her mate, well... apparently that was just how it was going to be.]

That you're my husband? I'll get you a pair of boxers you can wear on missions. "Jess's Husband. Return as borrowed."

[endof_theline]

[ Maybe the fact that it did roll off of her tongue so easily is what made it extra sexy. She let loose on that guy and didn't think twice about it. ]

You're gonna have to now, cause I love that.

[assholic]

That'll be my wedding gift to you.

[She took another sip of her drink, then turned to give him a peck on the cheek.]

I like seeing you smile.

i definitely wrote ~dicks his head~ first and had to fix it xD

[endof_theline]

Thank you.

[ He ducks his head a little, looking at her. ]

You make me smile. Always.

there'll be head dicking >>

[assholic]

Pretty sure that's not true, but we'll go with it for now.

hahaha absolutely xD

[endof_theline]

It is.

[He's got bags and a drink in his hands, put he still tries to put an arm around her.]

You always make me smile, Jess. You get me outta this shitty brain of mine.

[assholic]

[She gave him a suspicious sideways glance, but it was hard to keep it up, what with him being so earnest and all.]

You know, I'm noticing that a word has been suspiciously missing in this conversation...

[endof_theline]

[ He does raise his eyebrows a little at that, tilting his haed to look at her. ]

What word?

[assholic]

What haven't you called me yet?

[Not that she thought he objected to it, but he was the one that was more stuck in his past than she was.]

[endof_theline]

[ Well shit. Now his eyebrows are as high as they where when she told him she was gonna paint smiley faces on his balls. ]

My... wife?

[assholic]

That's the first time you've said it.

[She kept her arm looped with his, smiling a little as they continued up the street, her building coming up soon.]

[endof_theline]

...Really? Shit. Are you sure? I feel like I've said it before. I've definitely said it before!

[He looks a little scandalized- at himself! That he hasn't said it before.]

Well, from now on that's all I'm gonna call you. My beautiful wife, do you want eggs for breakfast? My amazing wife, should we go do laundry together? My incredible wife, will you peg me harder?

[assholic]

[She had to laugh, head back as she shook it and nudged him before walking up to the door to open it to the building.]

I don't need that any more than you need me to call you my husband all the time. It's nice once in a while, though. And I'll peg you gently.

[endof_theline]

It is nice. I'll call you my wife every once in a while.

[He leans in to kiss her temple as they head inside, over to the elevators.]

I'm also gonna tell Sam. Like officially. And maybe he can come and be a witness when we get our official papers, if they need something like that. Maybe your friend Malcom, too.

[assholic]

I'm almost afraid of what might happen if the two of them get in the same room.

[endof_theline]

Yeah...really? Why's that? Think they're gonna unload on each other about us?

[assholic]

Probably. We're the problems for them. And they can commiserate about what a pain in the ass we are. Then they'll be bffs and we'll have to tie them up and throw them in closets. It'll be a thing.

[endof_theline]

...I guess maybe that wouldn't be so bad, right?

Sort of?

[assholic]

Depends on how you feel about them teaming up against us. Because they would definitely team up against us.

[endof_theline]

Or maybe they'd be really happy for us- and themselves because we're each other's problems now, not theirs?

[assholic]

Malcolm would be ecstatic. Not just because I'm someone else's problem, but he's weirdly worried about my romantic life.

[Probably still felt some kind of way about sleeping with Trish. That was on his plate, not hers.]

[endof_theline]

Well... no more worries, huh? Now you can even show him the ring.

[assholic]

I can. He's going to lose his mind. I don't know how your Sam will take it, but I think both of them would make good witnesses. Then we can go and do something for it. A little pub party or something. I don't really want or need a big thing, and I don't have a lot of people I'd want to come. Just you.

[endof_theline]

That's how I'd like it too. A little pub party- I think that would be great. Sam would probably love to come to something like that.

[It's nice to have that settled now, more than they did before. Especially now that they're up the elevator and heading down the hall to her place.]

He's gonna lose his mind seeing the ring too, I just know it.