Arranged Marriage

[bostonhowler]

It's a trope near and dear to our hearts. Arranged marriage.

Maybe it's for the family. Maybe it's for a friend. Maybe you know the person and have been expected to marry them for years. Maybe it's the wedding day and you have no clue who it is you'll be tied to for your natural life. Maybe you've been married a while, and you're just now starting your life, away from the expectations of others. Or maybe, the "others" are watching, waiting, making sure this marriage sticks.

Prompts for those who need them:



Reasons:

1. Station → You come from a royal, noble, or otherwise distinguished family who has chosen a suitable spouse for you.
2. Feud → You are being married to put an end to the bitter enmity between your two families.
3. Economics → Your economic state and/or your station will improve through the union, though one of you may be marrying down.
4. Empire → You and your spouse are merging your businesses and/or property to create something more influential or profitable.
6. Tribute → You have been offered as a gift or appeasement, alternately you're the spoils of war.
8. Bloodline → Carrying on your distinguished family name has fallen to you and the equally well-bred spouse of your family's selection.
7. Disapproval → Your marriage has been arranged to keep you away from the person with whom you truly wish to be.

Scenario:

1. First meeting → This is the very first time you're meeting your future spouse.
2. Courtship → To get to know each other and encourage affection, your family has approved of you going on dates.
3. Engagement party → Be it a huge, formal affair or a small, intimate get together, you're celebrating (or pretending).
4. Wedding day → The big day!
5. Reception → The big party!
6. Wedding night → Every meme needs a smut prompt, right?
7. Honeymoon → Where will you go with your new spouse and what will you do there?
8. Been at this a while → Just starting to get to know the other person

Comments

[goingthroughaphase]

She definitely wouldn't ask him to become vegetarian for her sake, just as long as he doesn't expect her to cook. Not just because cooking meat might be difficult for her...but cooking in general is not one of her best skills.

Maybe she should try taking lessons.

Considering the option for a moment, she nods and takes the credit card with a small laugh. Honestly, if it wasn't under Warren, she would've used the card she'd gotten from the Professor. He was, after all, the reason for all this in the first place, so the least he could do was pay for their expenses.

After dialing the number and placing the order for two pizzas, (one vegetarian, one with the works except onions, olive, and anchovies). After the order is placed, she hangs up and lies back down next to him.

"They said it'll be about half an hour," she replies. "So we've got some time."

[southernreaper]

See; Kevin loves to cook. Loves it. So she doesn't have to cook, because he'll cook enough for both of them and half the mansion. Plus, he knows that if he tries vegetarian recipes, as he's done anonymously in the past, she'll at least try them and give decent feedback.

He settles next to her again, letting her use one arm as a pillow. He rolls up on his hip and pushes her bathrobe out of the way, tracing along her side. "Alright." He says, softly, just wanting to hold and touch her. This is the way he wants to spend his evening now that he can.

"You can get some rest, I'll listen for the pizza."

[goingthroughaphase]

She gives a soft noise in contentment, a slight shiver underneath her skin that follows the touch of his finger. "I can rest and stay awake," she replies, looking up at him. "Maybe we can talk a bit."

[southernreaper]

Talking just generally doesn't go well for him. He gets tongue tied, and trying to be honest while not being too honest is just hard! He flicks her hair over her shoulder, settling his hand on her hip. He kisses the tip of her nose, and smiles.

"Alright. You can ask me anything. You know that, right?" He says. His life, except for a few sore subjects, is an open book and has been since he arrived at the mansion. Most people know him pretty well from rumors if nothing else.

[goingthroughaphase]

She returns the smile, resting one hand on his arm. "I know. But still I don't think I know all that much about you. The little things, like your favorite color, or what kind of music you listen to."

[southernreaper]

He chuckles, watching her. "The little things, huh?" He says. "Favorite color is blue. Deep blue, kinda almost black but not quite." He shrugs one shoulder. "You can get the same color out of metal, if you know what you're doing. Music, that depends. In the forge, I listen mostly to older rock. Aerosmith, Guns 'N' Roses, Metallica, things like that. In the car, it's country." He admits. Josh makes fun of his country listening, calling him a hick. Kevin just shoves him away, and ignores him.

[goingthroughaphase]

She tilts her head a bit as she looks at him. There are a few things she wants to ask, but she isn't sure which to ask first. Eventually she settles on, "How do you get color from metal?"

[southernreaper]

He grins. He loves talking about metal and working with it. Ever since he came to the mansion, he'd wanted to continue his metalwork. Luckily, the professor had been very encouraging about that. Even if there were some - Cessily, he's thinking of you - who refused to stay out of his workshop, and eventual forge.

"It depends on the type of metal. Heat treatments bring out different colors in metals. Then, if you mix ores, sometimes, you get interesting combinations and colors. Doesn't make it easier to work with - makes some down right dangerous or tedious - but it's fun to experiment." He plans on giving her a key to his forge so that she can go out there whenever she wants. It can be their own little refuge.

[goingthroughaphase]

She can't help smile a bit as she listens to him talk. It was a subtle change, but the way his eyes seemed to light up when he started talking about metal work was...cute.

"So what are your favorite kinds of metals that you like to work with?"

[southernreaper]

He loves working with metal. There's a rigidity to it's flexibility. He knows that sounds dumb, but it's the truth. Besides, there's a few things that he's been practicing. He hopes to get the courage to follow through, but there's no guarantee.

"Tin's a good one, even if it is lightweight. It mixes well with a few types of metal to make something stronger. Iron, always. It's got a lot of applications. But there are a lot of subcategories of metal." He glances at her. "You can't find this fascinating. You sure you wanna hear about it?"

[goingthroughaphase]

She laughs softly. "I'll admit, it's not really my thing," she says. "But I wanna know what you like. Besides, I don't usually get to hear you talk this much."

Which is true, honestly. She'd always thought of Kevin as someone who was rather quiet and reserved, so it was nice to get to see him talk about his passions.

[southernreaper]

He kisses her, quick and hard. People don't like listening to him talk - it doesn't help that he doesn't talk much - so for her to say so is... sweet.

"Well, I figured when we got back, I'd get you your own key to the forge." He says, quietly. "No reason I need a place to hide from my wife, now is there?" He asks. "You're always welcome out there, alright?" It's usually just him and Mimsy out there anyway. No one else comes out there, unless it's to force him to quit working to go do something stupid... like eat.

[goingthroughaphase]

The sudden kiss takes her by surprise, but she returns it while she can. Looking up at him again, she smiles. "Thank you," she says quietly. "You'll give me a tour of it when we get back, right?"

[southernreaper]

"Of course." He says, pulling her against him. "All you have to do is ask, and I'll do just about anything for you." He won't say anything because that's dangerous. But he'll do his damnedest to make sure she has everything she wants and needs.

[goingthroughaphase]

Reaching up, she gently cups his cheek. "It's too bad that we didn't really get to know each other before all this," she says softly. "But this is still...nice."

[southernreaper]

He turns his head and kisses her palm. "Like I said, ask anything you want." He says gently. "But I don't know your favorite color." He says, smiling a little. "I know you like to go out dancing with Jubilee, but that's about it."

[goingthroughaphase]

She laughs softly, gently stroking his cheek. "Pink," she replies. "Rogue makes fun of me for being basic, but I can't help what I like. I'm a little surprised you didn't know that, though."

With her party girl status, she isn't exactly shy of letting people know what she likes or how she's feeling.

[southernreaper]

"Is that why Josh put a pink bow on Mimsy?" He'd wondered about it, but had decided that arguing wasn't going to solve anything. Besides, Josh did things that only made sense to Josh most of the time.

Still, he's curious about her. He hasn't been paying much attention, the last couple of years, except when he's experimented in the kitchen and Storm has asked for feedback.

[goingthroughaphase]

"Either that, or Mimsy picked it out herself," she jokes softly. "So was Josh in charge of all the decorations?"

[southernreaper]

"I think Keller and Sooraya kept him away from most of the decorations." He says, with a grin. After all, they're not still covered in glitter. "But he was in charge of gettin' me and Mimsy ready." Josh had been a pal throughout all of this. He owes his former boyfriend a great deal. "And in charge of the dance music." He says with a grin.

[goingthroughaphase]

She giggles. "I'll have to thank him when we get back then." Though she's content that that won't be for a while.

At that moment, a knock on the door interrupts them, and she gently untangles herself from him to slip off the bed, taking a moment to fix the bathrobe before going to open the door.

[southernreaper]

Kevin puts the blanket over himself. He hadn't thought to bring a bathrobe - and in fact, doesn't own one - but he's still naked in the bed, and there's no reason he needs to get up. Still, he's a little disappointed that she's all bundled up in her robe again.

He wonders if they're going to have a problem. When he can be naked? He is. So, when that door closes, he's stripping out of his layers and just relaxing on the floor with Mimsy, usually. Or in bed. But if she's going to have a problem with it, he'll have to work out something with her.

[goingthroughaphase]

After tipping the delivery person, Kitty closes the door and returns with the two pizzas, settling back onto the bed and placing the two boxes between them.

"Here we go," she says eagerly. Now that the smell of food was so close, she's reminded of the fact that she actually is pretty hungry.

[southernreaper]

Kevin finally pushes himself up. He takes his pizza, and immediately opens it. Everything but onions, olives and anchovies. He loves it. He waits for her to start eating before he starts eating himself. But he's starving. One thing he and Rogue have in common is the fact that they both have to eat a lot. Their powers consume a lot of calories during the day - and night - because they can never switch them off.

So, he's used to eating a lot at once, and then going back for more.

Still, she got him a pretty hefty pizza. He'll say this for the random pizza place, the pizza isn't bad at all.

"I'm gonna run down to the soda machine. You want some?" He asks, pulling his jeans back on.

[goingthroughaphase]

Kitty, meanwhile, generally doesn't eat too much. She's hungrier than normal at the moment, though, but her pizza was definitely a size smaller than Keven's.

Taking a moment to swallow her current mouthful, she nods. "Yes, please," she finally manages. "A Sprite, or a root beer if they have any."