pleaseletthisjimbetaken:

(I mean yes. You know me, a sucker for some Host lovin’. I think I’ll go withtthtththth Dark. For funsies!) Send me a cute prompt!

“A fairy tale with a happy ending always brings a smile to my face.” Dark smiled as he gazed across the table at the Host. Both men were still in their suits, Dark’s tie undone and hanging around his neck. His aura glowed and flickered, not in a harsh way. Just lightly, just a reminder that it’s still there.

The Host blushed, smiled and looked away. “Yeah… Me too…” He whispered. “Do you think it was mean, not inviting the other egos?”

“No.” Dark shook his head. He got up and walked around the table, holding his new husband from behind. He kissed his cheek. “I wanted this moment to be us. Just us. No one else.” 

“The Host is flattered. He gets up and turns to face his newly wedded husband, taking him in his arms and beginning to lead him in a slow, sweet dance. Something he doubts the evilest of us egos are used to.”

Dark laughed and kissed the Host’s nose. “I’d be offended if I didn’t know you were kidding.” He smiled. 

The Host grinned and kept dancing. “I’m glad you know I’m kidding. If you didn’t get my sense of humor, I don’t know how long this marriage would last.” He nuzzled into the crook of Dark’s neck and said no more.

Dark closed his eyes. The other egos slept peacefully, no idea of what had passed in the night. No idea of the sweet bliss that had come to pass, of the joy that the night had brought for two of the egos.