nextgenerationmarvel | Valentine's Day ((Open))

This Valentine's Day was a challenge for Remi. He was not at a bar to pick up a woman for the evening. He was in a relationship, and he got the implied message that he and Alexa should do something for it. Provided her morning sickness let her be her natural pale color instead of green.

Getting things together for the day had been a task. He had gone to a floral shop and used some of his charisma to get a lot of help from a florist. And her number without trying. (Which he got rid of once he was out of view of the store.) So, he had a small mixed bouquet in hand when he went to a recommended chocolatier to pick up his custom order of chocolate science tools.

Despite dating what he caught the drift as a woman in line to be one of the richest in the world, Remi was running low on his own money. A considerable amount of what he earned from the Foundation was spent on feeding himself and taking care of his salt water tank. So, he had to be a little more aquatic about how he got her non-perishable gift. He had spent every moment he could trying to find a shipwreck he remembered from his own world. Though without the planet's land masses be rearranged, it took him longer to find it than he liked.

Thankfully, the wreck still existed on this world. He did not find the necklace on the sunken Spanish ship he had hoped for, but he found one that was suitable.

The last thing was the card. He spent an inordinate amount of time on finding the one worded just right. While Alexa had dropped the l-bomb on him, he had not been quite sure it was genuine. Especially since it sort of came out like a forced reason to not have her father kill him with orbital lasers. The Atlantean prince did feel something for Alexa, but he was extremely uncertain what it was. He had never felt anything like it. He did not want to put the wrong word to it.

Love was very loaded to him. If he said it, he needed to really mean it. Though his inner musings were jumbled, he just needed to make sure he did this Valentine's Day in a relationship thing correctly. He settled on a card saying 'Be Mine.'

Alexa had been nervous about Valentine's Day since the epic fail of telling Remi she loved him. That hadn't gone over well and the idea of just how badly she might bungle a love-based holiday made her green more often than the morning sickness did. Now that the day had arrived, though, she found herself doing better than expected. She was also fairly organized and had Remi's gift ready well in advance: all of the supplies to take care of his salt water tank as well as a component he'd wanted for some time. She'd even managed to find some candied sea urchins for him, a delicacy he'd mentioned in passing that he enjoyed.

The card, however, was a surprise. She had it sitting on her lap as she waited for him to show up.

Remi checked for the fifth time: fresh flowers, non-melting chocolate, carefully picked out card, and a bulge in his pocket that was actually a boxed gift. He took in a deep breath and went to go shower Alexa with holiday affection.

He hoped.

"Bonzou, mo copine!" He tried for an easy grin. Though he wasn't sure his nerves would let him.

"Hi, handsome. Is that bulge in your pocket a present or a present?

When all else failed an eyebrow waggle and innuendo would cover for nerves, right?

He shuffled the flowers, card, and box of chocolatey science fun out of the way and glanced down.

"If it were a present, you'd think it'd be bigger, no?" He shrugged, and his grin became a little more natural. Rather than juggle her presents some more, he offered them to her.

Except for the one in his pocket. He didn't think today was the day of pushing his pelvis toward her face.

"It usually is," she grinned and took the flowers, card, and scientific chocolate.

"Flowers and chocolate? I'm spoiled." She sniffed the flowers and her smile widened. They were beautiful and fragrant, but she was quickly distracted by the chocolate test tubes, tweezers, and assorted other tools.

"Oh Remi...these are amazing!"

Once he was unladen of most of his gifts, his hand went into his pocket to get ready to pull out the non-emphasized present.

"The chocolate is promised to not go awry and cause explosions, injuries, or the occasional superpower origin. But it is supposed to be very delicious." It certainly tasted better than anything he could get back home.

"Chocolate is its own super power. I could devour this all right now, but I think I'll wait. I have to give you your presents before I over indulge." She arched a brow when he want for the other present.

He shifted a little nervously. Then he decided he should stop trying to kill himself with worry and just give her the present already. He slowly pulled out the oblong package and offered it to Alexa.

Inside was a golden locket with a peacock on it. There were small sapphires, emeralds, and rubies accenting the showing plumage. He was happy it had cleaned up nicely and not lost any of its stones.

"I... uh, kinda cheated getting it. But apparently no one on this world has found that shipwreck so..."

Alexa's jaw hung open when she opened the package and for a long moment she simply stared at it. It was obviously old and obviously precious, but when Remi mentioned that it was a shipwreck find and one that seemed to be the same in both their worlds the monetary value or that it was an amazing piece of jewelry meant nothing to her.

It was priceless. It was, to her, something shared.

"Remi...this is extraordinary," she whispered then hug-attacked him. "This is the best gift ever..."

As Alexa spent a long moment just staring at it, Remi shifted nervously. Was that a good agape or a bad one?

His answer came in a whisper before a hug-attack. He relaxed a bit in her arms. "Oof. You're welcome, gorgeous."

He gave her a hug back. "It's a locket, so you can put something inside. Like pictures or a tiny holographic display or something."

"I think a holographic display would take away from how beautiful this is. It's really exquisite, Remi. I think I will put real pictures in it."

She gently let him go and looked up at him.

"Now it's time for your present. I hope you don't get terribly mad at me."

He shrugged slightly. It was her necklace now, she could do what she wanted with it. Though he did have to quirk an eyebrow at the thought of getting mad over a present.

"Unless you're springing a Richards on me, I don't think presents work that way..."

"They could when they involve your tank."

"You filled it with strangely clear and salty tapioca?" He wasn't quite sure where this was going.

"Not exactly."

She took him by the hand and lead him towards the room where his tank lived then stepped aside so he could see. She had entirely upgraded the tank. Any items on his tank wishlist had been purchased as were supplies to keep everything perfect.

And a rubber ducky.

Not exactly meant he tried to figure out what exactly she meant. What did she fill it with then?

He ran through the interesting yet hard to breathe substances in his head as he was lead to his bedroom. Well bed and tank room. It was hard to sleep in the tank if Alexa was in the same room.

He blinked at his upgraded tank and the supplies. Remi let go of Alexa's hand to inspect it. It definitely looked... sleeker than what he had coddled together. Obviously the work of Alexa.

He poked at the rubber ducky and watched it float and bob. "Hmm. Definitely better than clear, salty tapioca," he admitted with a slight grin.

"So you like it? Is it okay?" She watched him carefully. "We do need to talk about your aversion to pudding, though."

"That depends... am I allowed to touch it? The whole no touching technology edict and all." He smashed one expensive phone in a fit of anger, and he got in trouble with the hot scientist woman. Though he was mostly teasing.

"And pudding is nice to eat, not breathe."

"Of course you can touch it. I think I may have figured out how to protect technology from your innate ability to destroy it. This is good, both for the tank and for our relationship."

"Innate ability, huh?" He chuckled. "It's called me losing my temper. As long as you don't infer I'm an ignorant moron, your technology and our relationship are safe. Though I would like to have a phone again..."

He scratched his ear. His brow furrowed a bit. He had never really mentioned what the rift between him and his dimensional half-sister was. Remi cleared his throat. "Thank you for the gift. I'll go in the tank naked for you."

"Will you? I might have to jump in there with you if you're going to do that..."

"Of course," he replied with a smirk and a shrug. He started to reach to remove his shirt and paused.

"Right now? It's probably good for the baby for you to hop in the tank with me."

"Your water isn't that warm. It's not exactly a hot tub. Might be comfy." She smiled. "You know, you don't always have to default to getting undressed around me. I love you for more than naked activities."

Even though she said he didn't have to, Remi started to pull his shirt off. Until she dropped the l-bomb on his naked midsection. Then his arms jerked a bit and caught his head in the shirt he was removing. Which choked him slightly as the collar caught under his chin.

He staggered back as he struggled to get free. Hitting the tank threw off his balance even more. He hit the floor with an "wonlph."

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