Maggie and Alex walk down the streets of National City. By now, it's late in the night and the city is far quieter than usual. The only people that are out are either guards, drunk people, or people rushing to their next destination.
Maggie and Alex fall in the middle of that. They're not rushing, however. They're leisurely walking through the city they call home. They're a bit buzzed from the alcohol, but they both have high tolerances and carefully cut themselves off before they got too messed up. The same couldn't be said about all the others, but there were enough people staying sober, or sober-ish, for Maggie and Alex to feel comfortable leaving them.
So Maggie and Alex walk hand and hand through the streets of National City, walking slow like they aren't quite ready to head back and don't want their time out here together to end. The moon is full and high in the sky, illuminating some of the dark alleys without torches or lanterns lining them. It mixes beautifully with the cobblestone beneath their feet, causing it to almost glow. All in all, it's a wonderful night for a walk and a lovely sight.
Maggie and Alex walk close to each other through the streets, slowly winding their way back towards the castle. Their shoulders brush with each step, their hands clasped between them.
People pass by them every once in a while, nodding to Maggie and Alex respectfully if they're sober enough to recognize them. A few guard patrols pass them as well and nod respectfully as well, but for the most part they're allowed to just be in the moment.
"It's beautiful out," Maggie says softly as they begin to make their way up the path to the castle.
Her words are quiet, like if she speaks too much louder she'll break the magic of the night.
"Not as beautiful as you are," Alex says honestly.
Maggie ducks her head, feeling her cheeks warm. "Flatterer."
Alex just smiles at her when Maggie makes eye contact and gently squeezes her hand. "Would you like to stop in the garden before we turn in for the night?"
Maggie nods and they change direction, now inside the exterior castle wall, to head towards the garden. It's as beautiful as she remembers, and she hasn't managed to visit it as often as she would like with Alex after their wedding. So far, Maggie has only visited the Royal Garden during the day, and she didn't expect it to look so different at night.
"Whoa," she breathes out, slowly stepping forward with Alex.
Alex lets Maggie set the pace, switching between looking at the awe and delight on her wife's face and looking at the garden herself. Some of the flowers have closed, their petals no longer spread out to welcome the sun. The bushes and trees rustle softly in the gentle breeze that lazily flows through the garden, sending ripples through groups of flowers as they dance with the wind.
Maggie ends up leading Alex to a bench and they sit down next to each other, not an inch of space between their thighs. Maggie rests her head on Alex's shoulder and looks out at the garden in front of them. She can feel her wife's loving gaze on her. Maggie keeps looking at the garden until she can't not look at her wife anymore. She meets Alex's eyes, turning her head on Alex's shoulder.
"Hey pretty girl." Maggie says, her smile widening when Alex's cheeks darken.
"Hey. You ready to go inside? Or do you want to stay here longer?" Alex asks.
"I'm ready. But I expect a lot of cuddles when we get to our room tonight," Maggie says.
"That's a given."
Maggie beams at her wife, loving how she can see Alex practically melt when her dimples show. They get up and walk inside the castle, making their way through mainly-empty corridors towards their room. They keeps their pace slow. That is, until they can hear a familiar voice singing loudly behind them. Winn is singing "Mama Mia," and despite how drunk he must be (he drank a lot and he has no tolerance), he's perfectly on key and singing all the words correctly. If a little slurred. Another familiar voice joins in and Alex lets out a sigh when she realizes that both her siblings are singing it now.
Maggie and Alex pick up their pace, not wanting to get roped into a drunken conversation with Winn. The last time that happened, they were stuck talking to him for a good two hours about a drunken idea he had. It was an idea of Winn's, so it was a good one, but listening to him ramble while slurring his words... It's incredibly difficult to follow, and his words seem to all melt together.
Maggie and Alex laugh to themselves when they get into their room, closing the door as quiet as they can behind them.
"He's such a nerd." Alex chuckles, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
"It runs in the family." Maggie says, bumping Alex's shoulder with her own and giving her wife a warm smile.
"That's fair," Alex shrugs with a grin. She steps further into the room and lets out a soft yawn.
"Ready for bed Allie?" Maggie asks.
Alex nods and smiles when Maggie pecks her lips before releasing her hand so that they can get undressed. They do so quickly, tossing their clothes into their laundry hamper. They go through their nightly routine, which they have perfected by now.
Maggie and Alex get in bed at roughly the same time, scooting in so that they can cuddle in the middle of the bed. Alex curls up against Maggie, who wraps an arm around her. Alex rests her head against Maggie shoulder and tangles their legs together, letting out another yawn. She drapes her arm over Maggie's stomach and turns her head upwards for a swift but loving kiss before they both go to sleep.
Hopefully that was cute enough to sate my fellow Sanvers people for now? And remember, you can always comment or contact me with prompts that I'll put in the prompt book! Because next chapter, depending, could be the start of the Supercorp wedding! Thank you all for reading and for your amazing comments! Stay awesome!