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It's late evening when this particular clamour starts rising from the Mansion's lobby. It's a happy one, filled with excited, giddy tones that briefly change to surprise and annoyance before slipping into teasing and affection.

The culprits happen to be one Kaito Kuroba and Aoko... well, normally one would assume Nakamori, but Kaito's jacketless suit and the short, white dress and white roses that Aoko is wearing might suggest otherwise. And if those didn't, the close, doting way they're hovering around each other — and the matching rings glinting on their left hands — would.

They're tousled and a little tired-looking, but there's still a strong spark in Aoko's eyes as she makes a face at her companion, her arm comfortably hooked in his. "I can keep up just fine, Bakaito, even with a detour."

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Eyeroll. "Don't act like I've never been here before! I know my way around just as well as you do."

"Don't act like this place doesn't change directions on you just to make sure you get lost," he retorted a bit dryly, "It's not your sense of direction I'm insulting."

Though he probably could, if he really wanted to.

"I just won't let go. Then we'd get completely lost together."

His grin widens.

"You say that like it's a bad thing." After all, getting lost might guarantee them Mansion privacy.

... or it they could run into someone else along the way. It was a tossup, really.

"I never said it was bad. You were the one who brought it up." She gives him a light poke in the side, doing her best not to think about who they might run into. She does not want to spend her wedding night tense and scared. "Though if you're so worried about it, I bet if we stay in the dining room we won't get lost at all."

"People flock around the dining room like ducks around bread," he pointed out with a roll of his eyes, "If we're trying to avoid people, that's the worst way to do it."

"You never said you wanted to avoid people."

"I thought that was a given," he responds as he turns a corner, tugging her gently along with him, "You're not tired of people already?"

"I don't really mind one way or another." She hums, letting him tug her along. "It's not like a few more is going to make much difference at this point."

"I'm tired of people," he grumped, "Especially considering we don't know what kinda people we'll run into here."

Aoko fell quiet at that for a moment, face carefully neutral, then shrugged. "We can find a room, if we want..."

The grin returned, and raised a playful eyebrow at her.

"That eager already?"

He got an elbow in his ribs in response.

"Baka, not like that. Don't you want to wait until we get back to the hotel?"

"Aren't you the one who always calls me impatient?" he replied as he rubbed at his rib cage.

"That doesn't mean you shouldn't try to control it." She hummed thoughtfully. "What kind of room do you want?"

That was a pretty good question, and he shrugged. "I dunno. D'you have anything in mind?"

"Something quiet..." Aoko tapped her chin with her free hand, staring at the ceiling without really seeing it. "...Maybe a nice reading room?"

"With a fireplace?" he offered helpfully, "It should be warm, too."

"Mmm, and something to snack on."

"And something fun. What if we added a slide or a ball pit?"

"A pillow fort and a ball pit!"

"I like the way you think, Aoko," Kaito responded, his grin merely widening. Without hesitation, he reached out to place his hand on the doorknob of the nearest door. "Ready?"

She added her hand to his with a matching grin. "Ready!"

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