Fitz and Ben - Cake cutting
"Is that a promise?" He asked, as he pulled Ben back to their table to sit.
Fitz moved his chair close to Ben's as some volunteers helped pass out cake. He linked his arm around his love- husbands, and rested his head on his shoulder. "You are an amazing man, Mr. Du Terte." He said, adding after a beat. "Killian." Fitz chuckled, turning his face into Ben's arm to stifle the amusement. "You know, we could have just done one name... As much as I've missed it... I've not been a Killian for a long while." But they'd just impulsively put both names hyphenated on the marriage certificate.