cosmofairee:
There was a special place in Cosmo’s heart for the way Wanda couldn’t stay mad at him. He would never take advantage of it, of course, but knowing that their love was strong enough to overlook the little things was more than he could have ever expected in his life. To think he’d spent the first fifteen years of his life without knowing her felt incomprehensible. That’s why, at her question, he tucked his lips back into a more serious line. “More than one escape room ticket, but less than two.” Though he said it, it only sunk in after that he could have instead bought them tickets to an escape room. Wanda would like one with logic puzzles, and he’d like one with a lot of cool things… Maybe they could find a spaceship one? Oo, or an Atlantis one? He didn’t know how the latter would work, but he’d be ecstatic to escape the lost city. Returning back to the moment, he watched her nimble fingers open the cookie and offer half out to him. Wordlessly he popped the piece in his mouth, simultaneously watching her as though it was popcorn at a movie theater. His eyebrows knit together in confusion at the fortune, no less furrowed after having it handed to him. He analyzed the slip for any hidden words that would spring from the page, but after a moment sufficed to shove it in his pocket for later thought. “Maybe Coronians need advice rather than fortune. I’m just here to supply them with it. And to avoid shoveling the sidewalk.” Which, in his mind, was fair. Cosmo lifted his gloved hands to her waist, pulling her close enough that he could slide his arms around her waist, enveloping her upper body with his. “Besides, I’ve got my love to keep me warm.” The words were sung in his best Dean Martin impression which, admittedly, wasn’t too impressive. They still brought a grin to his face, deepened as her familiar scent flooded his senses.
Opposites had never been so attracted to one another until Wanda and Cosmo fell in love. Many thought that the girl wasn’t able to handle anything stressful. After all, she was the sort to panic in high stress situations and meltdown. But, when it came to Cosmo, she could handle it all. He was the sort of chaos that Wanda had come to understand best in this world. She didn’t fear it (and honestly she wasn’t even tired of it), she embraced it and rolled with it’s punches. Cosmo was chaotic, this much was true, but he was also one of the most genuine people she had ever met. If given the chance, Wanda could go on a whole rant about why she loved her husband as much as she did. So much so no one would ever want to hear her open her mouth again. And, sure, he had his faults but Wanda had always found herself to be the more unlikeable one between them. She had always felt that she was the one who was lucky to have found him not the other way around. Wanda was just happy to know that she would never have to worry about losing him. She had a ring on her finger and had secured the bag. She was happy and living the life she’d always wanted. The universe could throw what it wanted at her but she refused to let it bring her down. Wanda examined the fortune with careful eyes and found her lips twitching into a tiny smile. She didn’t necessarily know what it meant either but she could guess.... she could hope. Cosmo was talking, as he often did, and suddenly his arms were around her. Wanda laughed as he pulled her in tight and she immediately reciprocated the embrace. It wasn’t hard to love PDA when you had a husband as silly and affectionate as Cosmo. She smothered a couple kisses to his cheek. Pulling away slightly, she gazed at the man with adoration. “Cosmo....” Wanda started softly, “I want kids. Or a kid. A child of our own. A-an actual baby.” The woman tilted her head to the side, knowing she was going to have to make it clear for him. “With you. I want children with you. Sooner rather than later. While we can enjoy it. Be-- be a big old family.”














