This Is Why I Married You
Tadashi shifted under the covers and draped his arm over her waist. It was the first time in a long time that they'd actually gotten to bed at a decent hour. They were exhausted, and yet Tadashi couldn't find it in him to fall asleep. He was too busy, thinking.
It had been a crazy few months, to say the least.
Fresh off their honeymoon, both were thrust into the responsibilities of their respective careers. Tadashi spent the better part of six weeks flying around the country, showing Baymax to prospective investors; businessmen willing to lend money to create more nursebots. It was his hope that they would see the importance of his creation and assist him in building more prototypes to eventually place in hospitals and other facilities that required such services.
Honey remained in San Fransokyo, where she oversaw numerous chemistry competitions between area high schools, as well as beginning her position as the head of the department at SFIT.
For a while, their conversations were strictly over text, messages not extending much past the assurance that they were okay and quick "I love you's" and "good luck's." A few pictures were exchanged as well, but that was it.
A fresh wave of sleep washed over him, but there was one thing he had to do before he succumbed to it.
"Honey?" he whispered.
"Hmm?" Even her tired voice was adorable.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Mm-hm."
Tadashi snuggled closer. "What do you get when you mix sulfur, tungsten and silver?"
"What?" She sounded much more alert, albeit very confused.
"Swag."
There was a soft noise that sounded caught between a cough and a laugh. Then the dam broke, and Honey burst into a fit of giggles. It was sweet and light, and reminded him of a summer breeze.
She took his wrist and brought his arm up to her mouth, kissing the back of his hand. "This is why I married you."
He propped himself up. "Not my devilish good looks or infectious charm?"
"That too," she agreed with a hint of teasing. "But mostly the way you make me laugh."
Tadashi leaned down and pressed his lips to her shoulder, moving up to pepper her neck and ear with little pecks.
She giggled again; she was incredibly ticklish.
"Go to sleep," she laughed, swatting at him.
"Fine, fine," he said, the smile on his face evident in his voice.
He relaxed back on his pillow. "Goodnight, Hon."
Tadashi knew that the start to their marriage was less than ideal, but now that was all behind them, and they could finally settle into their new life together.