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[ She leaned into his side and made a matching straw wrapper ring for herself. ]

Will it bother you when I go out? Do you want to come with me?

[ The matching straw rings were cute. And that got a kiss dropped to the top of her head.]

Totally not, I want you to have fun, dude. I don't know if it's my scene but I wouldn't mind going now and then. [ He playfully nudged her.] Just don't mess around with another guy, that's all I ask.

[ He can't be certain, but he has a feeling he would be jealous. The swinger thing Malcolm and Sheila had never seemed appealing to him.]

To be clear, do you mean no other guys or no other person? 'Cuz I dated a guy who was really into me hooking up with women. Not that I plan on fucking around behind your back! I just want to make sure we're on the same page.

[ She didn't really want to mess around with anyone if he wasn't part of it anyway. ]

Uhh, let's go with no other person for now. We can revisit the other one later, if that's cool.

[ For some reason, he had expected some kind of argument there, it was kind of nice not to be right.]

Oh no, hard same, I want us to be on the same page. I don't have any interest in anyone else, or sharing you with anyone else. But, I am also still kind of learning here.

[ And now their food was being set down before them. The waitress smart enough to say nothing as she asked if they needed anything, but would scurry off fast either way.]

[ Harley's deepest secret: she's actually pretty good at monogamy.

She smiled at the waitress when the food was set down, not that the woman saw it with how fast she retreated. Harley plucked a fry off her plate and popped it in her mouth. Something was still bothering her and she chewed it over. ]

Does it bother you that you didn't get to fuck other people before settling down? Is that something you'll regret?

[ If he realized it, that would probably make him giddy.

The woman likely knew who she was, if not both of them. No one wants trouble at work. Being between Gotham, Newark, and New York? Lots of costumed crazies come in. Gary had gotten himself a steak with some broccoli and loaded mashed potatoes. Being careful of the paper ring, he started to cut it up when she asked her question.

He paused, looking to her at his side. ]

Nope, not at all, dude. I don't care about that. You make me happy, I hope I will make you happy, and that's what matters to me. As long as you don't care that I'm not very experienced, then I don't care either.

[ Harley laid her hands on his arm and looked at him with big, serious eyes. ]

Gary.

Babe.

You love to eat pussy and you have a dick like a coke can. You make me very happy.

[ And there's that blush returning. A flustered, embarrassed smile crossing his face. ]

Dude, the things you say. [ A kiss placed against her cheek.] Glad I can make you happy, like for real.

[ He'd never thought he'd hear his dick described as a coke can, but it was flattering, for sure.]

[ Hey, a can is pretty big, if you think about fitting it inside something.

Harley picked up her fork and stabbed at her salad. Yes she got a salad and fries. The woman knows what she wants and she gets it. ]

You do, for real. And more than happy, you're...

I've always had to keep on my toes, watching out for myself and being careful of everyone and everything around me.

But you-- I've never once worried about when or if you'll hurt me.

[ That was true, and such an image.

Gary didn't question her salad, he also wouldn't say anything if she stole anything off his plate. That was something he was used too.

It was only once he finish chewing a bit of his steak after listening to her, he spoke up again.]

Dude, yeah, you have nothing to worry about with me. I'd never knowingly hurt you. [ They work in villainy, it could happen. That knowingly was important.] I'm so glad to hear you've never had to worry that I'd hurt you, I'd hate myself if I had.

[ That was true too.]

[ Harley waved her fork in the air as she chewed. She still didn't feel like she had properly explained. ]

It's like, uhh. Like my whole life I've had to always, always keep moving, no matter what.

You're my safe place to rest.

[ She was right, Gary hadn't fully understood it. He's never had to worry like that. All his anxieties came from his work. ]

Dude... [ That sounded so heavy. And that was all he could think to say at first. ] Then I'll do all I can to make sure you always feel that way. Count on me, Harley.

Yeah.

[ She smiled at him and something about her expression was so soft and so tired, because she could finally let herself be soft and tired in front of someone. ]

You got me.

[ a soft look returned, he might not be the smartest when it came to these things, but he could tell this was a precious moment not to be made light of.

He took her free hand and lifted it, kissing my the back of it, his green eyes on her.]

I, so, do. You know, I got you.

[ The wedding will be in early summer at a butterfly atrium. Her dress will be a soft shade of pink. ]

I know.

[ Dinner was a slow process when they constantly paused to flirt, but by the end she was feeling very comfortable and very ready to get back to the privacy of their room. ]

[ As long as she accepted that he was either wearing his jedi robes or something butterfly themed. It was probably fine. Though, even the Monarch got married in a blue suit. Gary will still try for his robes if that spring wedding comes to be.

Once they finished eating, he held her hand as they paid and left, a possible quick stop at the convenience store between the chillis and the hotel to get some snacks before they could head back to the room.]

That's why I think Strawberry Shortcake can kick She Ra's ass any day of the week.

[ ♡ Absolutely no wedding robes ♡

Harley gently swung their linked hands between them as they made their way back to the room. ]

I'm not saying she couldn't, but it doesn't make any sense that she would.

[ 💔 This is cruel and usual punishment.

Gary was following along swinging hands with her as they reentered the room.]

Well, it doesn't matter if they would, just who would win. Making it make sense delves into the world of fanfiction and jamjars a little too much.

[ He explained with a wave of his free hand, lightly kicking the door shut once they were inside.]

Well, who would you have fight then?

Mr. Darcy and Dr. Ian Malcolm, and they're fighting over me. No matter who loses, I win.

[ She fully grasped the fantasy fight concept and chose to make her own game instead. ]

Darcy's gonna lose. Ian has the charm, knowledge and science on his side. Darcy just had money.

[ He replied without waiting.]

But I can take them both. [ A hint of pride in his tone when he said it.]

Yeah you could. [ She flopped on the bed and pulled him down with her. ] And it would be very hot.

[ Gary moves down with her as she pulled him down. An arm went around her, as that look of pride remained. ] Glad you think so, you're SO worth fighting for, dude.

[ Harley rolled onto her side and propped herself up on an elbow to grin at him. ]

The willingness to commit violence on my behalf is a quality I find extremely attractive in a man.

[ Her only toxic trait. ]

[ Her ONLY toxic trait?

Gary's grin remained as he reached up to touch her face, laying on his back watching her propped up. ]

Well, you won't hear me complain, I'll do anything I can for you. I'll fight anyone I need too.

[ Yet, he didnt mention murder. Funny thing that... ]

[ ONLY!!

She leaned into his touch and pressed a kiss against his palm. ]

I can fight my own fights, but I'm very into you being down.

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