Veronica & Dick's room at the Hyperion
It was Veronica's twenty-third birthday. She had no idea where the time had gone but not only was she a college graduate who would be going through FBI training in a matter of months, she had also been married for nearly a year. The funny thing was that she hardly felt like a real adult.
She stretched as she woke up and realized Dick wasn't in bed. It was unusual for her to be awake before him and she really hoped that there wasn't anything crazy going on this weekend that would screw up their plans to go out for dinner tonight.
She wouldn't have to wonder about his whereabouts for long, since about a minute later Dick kicked the door open, humming something that sounded a lot like the Happy Birthday song. He was carrying a tray in his hands, and balanced on it was the extent of Dick's culinary skills: a bowl of Lucky Charms, orange juice and a really lopsided blueberry muffin that he had made himself.
"Breakfast for the birthday girl," he said as he brought the tray to the bed. "Complete with a dashing and handsome husband to bring it to her."
Veronica couldn't help but grin at the fact that Dick had brought her breakfast in bed. And at least she was fairly certain the cereal and orange juice would be safe. "Aww, best husband I've ever had," she said. Never mind that he was the only husband she ever had. So far at least.
"Damn straight," Dick said, sitting the tray on the bed beside Veronica and leaning in for a kiss. "Happy birthday, baby."
"Thanks," Veronica said, more than happy to oblige him with that kiss. She was wondering if she could use birthday sex to distract him from making her eat that muffin.
[cowritten with surferboy_09er]
She stretched as she woke up and realized Dick wasn't in bed. It was unusual for her to be awake before him and she really hoped that there wasn't anything crazy going on this weekend that would screw up their plans to go out for dinner tonight.
She wouldn't have to wonder about his whereabouts for long, since about a minute later Dick kicked the door open, humming something that sounded a lot like the Happy Birthday song. He was carrying a tray in his hands, and balanced on it was the extent of Dick's culinary skills: a bowl of Lucky Charms, orange juice and a really lopsided blueberry muffin that he had made himself.
"Breakfast for the birthday girl," he said as he brought the tray to the bed. "Complete with a dashing and handsome husband to bring it to her."
Veronica couldn't help but grin at the fact that Dick had brought her breakfast in bed. And at least she was fairly certain the cereal and orange juice would be safe. "Aww, best husband I've ever had," she said. Never mind that he was the only husband she ever had. So far at least.
"Damn straight," Dick said, sitting the tray on the bed beside Veronica and leaning in for a kiss. "Happy birthday, baby."
"Thanks," Veronica said, more than happy to oblige him with that kiss. She was wondering if she could use birthday sex to distract him from making her eat that muffin.
[cowritten with surferboy_09er]