Hello is me again the final person. Thank you for answering my request. May I request one with joker,Claude and snake celebrating with their s/o after finals?
//Hi, darling! I hope you did well on your finals :) Please enjoy//
As soon as Joker’s partner walked through the door, they were greeted by a full-blown, one-man party. They’d just finished their last final, and were expecting to come home and spend the rest of the day the way they ordinarily would. There was no way Joker would allow that. They’d just finished a stress filled week of tests, they deserved a celebration for getting through it as well as they had.
The room was heavily decorated with streamers and balloons. Joker was holding up a small cake, a grin on his face. The cursive icing on the cake spelled out ‘It’s a girl!’
“Well, let me explain. I knew it’d be a mess if I made the cake myself, so I figured I’d better buy one. This was the closest thing to a congratulatory cake they had. I was gonna wipe the writing off, but I didn’t have time before you got home, so… Congratulations on your pregnancy!”
His partner giggled, “Thank you!“
The two spent the rest of the night eating the cake and generally spending time together–which included the ‘you’ve-got-something-on-your-face-let-me-get-it-for-you’ kiss. After which, they both grinned and laughed at how cliché it was. Their night included a lot of games and contests, most of them Joker’s idea. He had planned on the two staying up late, enjoying his partner’s newfound freedom, now that they didn’t have to worry about finals. However, he didn’t account for the fatigue that came along with finals, and, although his partner did their best to hide it, he could tell when they started getting drowsy. He had them get on his back and carried them to bed, gently laying them down. They were half asleep by that point, and he gave them a kiss on the forehead.
“I love you. I’m so proud of you,” he said, pulling the blankets up around them.
“Thank you,” they mumbled, straining to stay awake. “For everything.”
Similarly, Claude opted for a surprise celebration as soon as his partner got home–however, Claude’s was a bit more well put together.
When his s/o walked through the door, they were expecting to be greeted by Claude, as always–however there was no sign of him. They cautiously made their way to the dining room. As soon as they opened the door, they were smacked in the face by party supplies–quite literally, as they were met with confetti in their face. Streamers, banners, garland, balloons–you name it, it was there in the dining room. There was also a grandiose cake sitting on the table, and there was Claude standing next to it.
The whole thing was a bit extravagant for his partner’s taste, although they would never say so. Appreciating all of the effort that went into the display, a smile spread across their face as they walked over to Claude.
“Congratulations on finishing finals. I’m proud of you.”
Although he said it with a straight face, his partner was overjoyed that he said it, as he doesn’t show too often that he’s proud. “Thank you–for all of this,” they said, beaming and gesturing to all of the decorations. “You really didn’t have to do all of this, it’s just finals.”
“Don’t be ridiculous, you deserved it.” he stated, pulling out a chair for his s/o. “Have a seat.”
While it was certainly a nice gesture, Claude’s partner just wanted to spend time with him–with him acting as their partner, not their butler. They politely ate a piece of cake, going along with the big celebration. However, after a short while, they explained that they felt the need to retire to bed, asking if Claude cared to join.
Sensing his lover’s cuddly mood, he complied, giving them a short kiss before leading them to bed.
Snake opted for a different approach, knowing his lover wasn’t the type for big celebrations, and he didn’t want their festivity to only last as long as a party would. When his lover came home, their exhausted face proved that he was right about keeping things simple. He helped them out of their coat and asked if they needed anything. His partner shook their head and simply gave him a short, lazy kiss–effectively making his face heat up.
“Actually, if you don’t mind,” his partner started. “Cuddle with me?”
This only made Snake blush more, but he nodded as his partner tugged him to the bed. Once they got situated, Snake laced their hands together and gave them a small peck on the lips. His partner grinned at this, kissing him back, this time a bit deeper.
After they pulled away, his partner laid their head on his chest. “I’m so glad finals are over,” the said with a sigh.
“How were they? Were they difficult?”
These questions caused his partner to launch into a conversation about how unfair a couple of the tests were. “Half of the questions weren’t on the study guide, and I’m positive we haven’t even covered a few,” they started, leading them into another story about the same class.
Snake simply watched them go on as they passionately explained their disagreement with the professor. They looked a mess, the past week having taken a toll on them–however they still looked ravishing. They were in the middle of their sentence when Snake, without thinking, captured their lips in a kiss. As soon as he realized what he was doing, he pulled away, muttering a, “Sorry.”
“No, it’s okay. I was rambling, wasn’t I?”
Snake gave his s/o a small smile, attempting to control the blush spreading across his face and neck. His partner leaned over to him and kissed him again, deepening it considerably.
The two spent every night for the next couple of weeks the same way–cuddling in bed, talking occasionally, but mostly sitting in comfortable silence. And kissing. A lot.
This was much better than a party.
(I don’t know if Joker would actually be able to carry his partner with his arm and all, but just roll with it. Also, I know he speaks in Cockney English, but I’m not quite sure how to write that–so ignore that as well).