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After the party winds down and, last to leave, they're walking out of the Enclosure, Malcolm takes Will's hand. He feels like he's walking on a cloud, but he's still excited to surprise Will with the little project he put together this morning.

When they reach their floor, Malcolm grins at him and his grip on Will's hand tightens and he breaks into a run, tugging him along until they reach their door.

Taped to the door at about eye level is a handwritten sign that says Honeymoon Suite.

Malcolm grins at him. "This must be our room for tonight. Would you care to do the honours?" he asks, gesturing to the door.

Will raises his eyebrow as Malcolm starts running. But there's been a smile on his face pretty much the whole day and it's certainly not disappearing now. He speeds up and marvels at how fun it feels to run, even on two legs. Especially when they're rushing towards their own space.

It's not until they reach the door and he sees the sign that he realizes what's going on. He breaks into a joyous laugh and a small, muttered, "When did you find time?" The 'honours,' though- he nods. And in one motion, he'll move to try to sweep Malcolm off his feet and into Will's arms in a princess carry. It'd be a gamble beforehand, but after his turning? It shouldn't be a problem.

And okay, this is Malcolm's threshold already, but he's still going to be carried across it. Will reaches for the door handle once Malcolm's sufficiently situated.

Malcolm honestly wasn’t expecting Will to pick him up, but he was delighted by it and hooked an arm across Will’s shoulders to make it easier.

“When I sent you ahead to check everything was set up okay,” he murmurs into Will’s ear. “I had everything ready. Just had to put it out.”

And when they get inside, Will will see what ‘everything’ means: there are roses on the kitchen island, next to a sweating ice bucket with a champagne bottle sticking out of it and a platter of fruit beside it, there are rose petals scattered across the floor and on the bedspread.

“I asked Edwin to keep the pets until tomorrow afternoon,” he says, grinning against his jaw before placing a kiss there.

It really is funny what things they'd rather do differently than most, and which 'normal' things really struck their hearts.

This is definitely the second, and Will's smile is bright as he leans down for a kiss, even while he's still carrying Malcolm. He feels like he's overflowing with joy. Maybe that's also Malcolm's feelings, but they're one and the same much of the time now.

"Didn't want them to see anything too scandalous, I see. And managed this all behind my back. My husband is so clever." Will kisses Malcolm again, biting his lip as he pulls back.

Malcolm looks absolutely giddy in the wake of that heat and that compliment.

“I have to be, or I’d never be able to surprise my husband,” he replies, reaching up with his free hand to start unknotting Will’s tie as he tilts his head to press kisses along Will’s jaw. “Open the champagne,” he murmurs next to his ear. “I want to celebrate the best day of my life.”

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