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#your honor they're dumb in love and mostly they like to prove each other wrong but fail spectacularly but it doesn't really matter
pollyna · 1 year
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Mav hears on the radio that, while he's doing so much paperwork he knows he won't see the end of that day very soon, sleeping in different rooms helps every couple last longer. So he proposes it to Ice when he finally puts his foot behind the door of their home.
"We should sleep in separate beds." Mav announces, entering the kitchen, where Ice is cooking something that smells delicious. "At the radio, they said that helps with the longevity of the couple." Ice is looking at him, half perplexed and half amused.
"You won't last a night in a different bed."
"Oh, Mr. Kazansky, are you betting on that?"
"For sure, and it's Mr. Kazansky-Mitchell for you." He laughs, kissing his nose before getting back to the pot.
(Flying is beautiful, but getting kissed by Iceman Kazansky while he's making you dinner? No comparison. It's like winning it all every single day.)
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They both last exactly three nights. Even if Mav is going to say that Ice was the one who was coming to him and not the other way around.
It's not even eleven p.m., and they meet in the middle of the hallway, looking at each other and blushing because they have been married for ten years, but sometimes it feels like half a day. Mav is the first one to speak.
"Can you come back to bed with me?"
Ice smiles and says, "I hate sleeping alone."
"I hate that too." Mav answers once they're back in their bed, Mav's face squished against Ice's chest.
"That's better." Mav murmurs sleepy.
"Way better, babe." Ice answers, hugging his husband, and falls asleep almost immediately after.
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