[Leo had dug out his disguise brooch as soon as Peter suggested they go on vacation. Celebrating his semester end with consistently good grades was more than worth it. And if they had a few private talks amongst themselves of why the rest of the fam couldn't come, well that's their own business isn't it?
Of course, him looking like Lou Jitsu's son had given the hotel staff and people walking around the wrong idea of whose money they were using for this trip. neither of them seemed to care about the misconception though. Leo raises his sunglasses to look at the elevator's fancy art painting on the ceiling.]
Definitely way too nice for me. [His husband. That's his husband he gets to say now, arm around Peter's shoulder and tugging him close.] You deserve it though.
[Peter laughs a little, leaning into his husband's hold. Turning just enough to press a kiss against Leo's cheek.] I dunno about deserving this. Its A Lot.
I think we're maybe too New York for a lot of this. [He jokes a little as the elevator slowly and smoothly comes to a stop. Peter glances back down and isn't bothered by how high up they are.] I don't think we can get any higher up on this building.
[The elevator doors swish open. Revealing a grand round entryway leading to the entry way of their hotel room. The walls were a rich creamy off-white color, with grand pillars of a similar color. In the middle of the entryway sat a glass table with a gigantic bouquet of flowers in a black pot. A round patterned rug sat just under the table with the flowers. The doors themselves jutted out of the wall, surrounded by decorative golden patterns and pillars.
Peter just stares for a moment before warily stepping out. He fumbled a little with his singular suitcase.]
Oh, we're really too New York for this. [He fishes out the keycard from his pocket to approach the door and actually get into the room itself.]
Dude, I think we're a lot of too many things for this.
[This is just the elevator lobby, it isn't even inside the room yet. Which - what the whole hell. The room is a full on penthouse. He looks from the floors up the pillared walls to the extravagantly panted ceilings. He doesn't even want to set his bags down, they feel too.... dirty for this.]
According to Happy, this is a place Mr. Stark considered nice, but... not very nice. Now I'm kind of wondering what the metric even is for that. [This is way above both their heads, clearly.]
I mean, I paid before hand and no one really questioned it-? [Peter hesitantly uses the keycard to swipe at the door. He pushes it open and just kind of stares into the room.]
A whole floor of a really expensive fancy building. [Leo's half climbed onto Peter's back, leaning over his head to look at everything in the entrance way.]
I thought it'd be a really big room?? Not a whole- floor? [Peter is still trying to wrap his mind around all of this. He squints a little. Through one of the bigger windows looking out, Peter thinks he sees something in particular that adds to the weirdness.]
[He's still looking, taking in everything. But at that - he starts patting Peter's shoulder, almost frantically as it picks up in speed before he jumps off his back and running to look.]
You are not going crazy that is absolutely a pool and a hot tub.
[Like that's the answer to anything about this room - floor - they have to their devices for the next week.
God, a whole week in here. He definitely wants to see Vegas proper and all, but this hotel stay could keep him just as entertained. He gets to the side of the pool and just whistles.]
Rich people are... crazy. I really need to ask Happy more questions before I take his advice. [Peter agrees with a laugh as he moves to just drop his single bag to the side. He shakes his head a little as he drifts around just looking at everything.
The glass wall looking out into the pool is polished so clean it looks like no one has ever stayed here before. Walking out into the air is a sharp contrast to heavily air conditioned room they have.
He joins Leo, gazing down at the pool.] I think we'll be able to just... live here the entire week.
[Peter crouches down at the edge of the pool, dipping his fingers into it.] Oh my god, its heated.
[He had hesitated dipping a hand or toe in expecting it to be freezing right now. But Peter checking first? His eyes go wide and he knees down to check himself.]
Holy shit. [It's whispered under his breath and he turns to look at Peter both awestruck and definitely the gears turning in his head. There are so many ideas forming of how to spend their week as newlyweds.]
We could. We definitely need to see Vegas, but we could also just live here the entire week. We-
Okay, we need to - [HOLD ON. He digs his phone out of his pocket and holds it up, tugging Peter close into frame with him and grins.
There is- a lot to do! [Peter agrees with a laugh, before Leo interrupts himself to dig up his phone.
The brunette leans heavily into Leo. He throws a peace sign with his free hand, unaware that his ring is very obvious on his hand. His gaze is initially focused on the camera, before he finds himself just looking at Leo, more than a little smitten.]
[Peter tries to look at the camera when the second picture happens.
The attempt dissolves into laughter by the third one when Leo kisses him. He reaches out to just pull his husband into the kiss proper. The brunette unsurprisingly deepens the kiss.]
[Hm. Yep. He tucks his phone away and moves to cup Peter's cheeks and hold him close, loving and eager. He's still in his human disguise, still looking very much like Hamato Yoshi's son, but it's... fine, like this for now. He'll take the brooch off in a bit.]
I think - First thing we gotta do, we gotta find a chain for my ring.
[Peter gladly takes Leo's hand in his own, rising back to stand up as well. He laces his fingers with Leo's own as the two drift back to the inside of the hotel room.]
Okay, but... weird question; would it be kind of mean to eat fancy sushi in our hotel room by or in the pool? Like an insult to the fish?
[Everything about the room is nice. It's so, sooooo nice, and they have a whole week here. Peter having access to this much money in his own name feels unreal. Like they definitely shouldn't be doing this somehow.
But that just makes it more fun, right?]
We definitely will at some point. Oh man, the guys are gonna flip when they see pics of this place.
[It is essentially 'fuck you' levels of rich money. Something Peter only has access in chunks due to some trust Tony set up. He releases his hold on Leo's hand pick up his husband's bag, holding it out to Leo casually.]
We're going to have to take pictures of everything. I have no idea how we're going to explain half of it.
Oh my god there's even a piano. What the hell. [At the very least, he sounds absolutely delighted as he starts making his way around the "main" room, bag still in hand.]
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Of course, him looking like Lou Jitsu's son had given the hotel staff and people walking around the wrong idea of whose money they were using for this trip. neither of them seemed to care about the misconception though. Leo raises his sunglasses to look at the elevator's fancy art painting on the ceiling.]
Definitely way too nice for me. [His husband. That's his husband he gets to say now, arm around Peter's shoulder and tugging him close.] You deserve it though.
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I think we're maybe too New York for a lot of this. [He jokes a little as the elevator slowly and smoothly comes to a stop. Peter glances back down and isn't bothered by how high up they are.] I don't think we can get any higher up on this building.
[The elevator doors swish open. Revealing a grand round entryway leading to the entry way of their hotel room. The walls were a rich creamy off-white color, with grand pillars of a similar color. In the middle of the entryway sat a glass table with a gigantic bouquet of flowers in a black pot. A round patterned rug sat just under the table with the flowers. The doors themselves jutted out of the wall, surrounded by decorative golden patterns and pillars.
Peter just stares for a moment before warily stepping out. He fumbled a little with his singular suitcase.]
Oh, we're really too New York for this. [He fishes out the keycard from his pocket to approach the door and actually get into the room itself.]
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[This is just the elevator lobby, it isn't even inside the room yet. Which - what the whole hell. The room is a full on penthouse. He looks from the floors up the pillared walls to the extravagantly panted ceilings. He doesn't even want to set his bags down, they feel too.... dirty for this.]
You sure we won't get arrested for being here?
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I mean, I paid before hand and no one really questioned it-? [Peter hesitantly uses the keycard to swipe at the door. He pushes it open and just kind of stares into the room.]
Leo, this is... like a whole floor of a building.
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This is bigger than the lair. Holy shit.
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...Is that.. a pool? Am I going crazy?
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You are not going crazy that is absolutely a pool and a hot tub.
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How-? Why? [He walks into the open foyer. He tucks the hotel room key into his jean pocket.]
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[Like that's the answer to anything about this room - floor - they have to their devices for the next week.
God, a whole week in here. He definitely wants to see Vegas proper and all, but this hotel stay could keep him just as entertained. He gets to the side of the pool and just whistles.]
Think we have everything, huh.
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The glass wall looking out into the pool is polished so clean it looks like no one has ever stayed here before. Walking out into the air is a sharp contrast to heavily air conditioned room they have.
He joins Leo, gazing down at the pool.] I think we'll be able to just... live here the entire week.
[Peter crouches down at the edge of the pool, dipping his fingers into it.] Oh my god, its heated.
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Holy shit. [It's whispered under his breath and he turns to look at Peter both awestruck and definitely the gears turning in his head. There are so many ideas forming of how to spend their week as newlyweds.]
We could. We definitely need to see Vegas, but we could also just live here the entire week. We-
Okay, we need to - [HOLD ON. He digs his phone out of his pocket and holds it up, tugging Peter close into frame with him and grins.
SELFIE TIME AT THE POOL.]
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The brunette leans heavily into Leo. He throws a peace sign with his free hand, unaware that his ring is very obvious on his hand. His gaze is initially focused on the camera, before he finds himself just looking at Leo, more than a little smitten.]
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Then takes a second one when he sees Peter looking at him in the viewer, then a quick third one when he turns to kiss Peter.]
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The attempt dissolves into laughter by the third one when Leo kisses him. He reaches out to just pull his husband into the kiss proper. The brunette unsurprisingly deepens the kiss.]
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I think - First thing we gotta do, we gotta find a chain for my ring.
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Y-yeah, good idea. I think its in your bag? [He draws away from his husband, glancing back the way they came.]
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[Look he doesn't want to risk dropping his phone in the pool okay. He stands up, holding a hand out for Peter with a smile.]
I'm gonna grab that, and we are going to look at what delivers and find the best food we can and then do whatever we want.
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Okay, but... weird question; would it be kind of mean to eat fancy sushi in our hotel room by or in the pool? Like an insult to the fish?
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[As they step inside, the air conditioning is almost immediate.] I still have the card we can use, so, the sky is the limit right now.
[It feels like a comical amount of money. Peter has no idea how rich people even use this much money.]
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But that just makes it more fun, right?]
We definitely will at some point. Oh man, the guys are gonna flip when they see pics of this place.
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We're going to have to take pictures of everything. I have no idea how we're going to explain half of it.
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I think we'll have to take some video because there's no way pictures can convey the everything of this room. Rooms? Floor?
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God, what is the bedroom even going to look like? I told them this was our honeymoon.
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[He has no idea there are rooms plural.]
Oh my god there's even a piano. What the hell. [At the very least, he sounds absolutely delighted as he starts making his way around the "main" room, bag still in hand.]
I'm starting to think we could've packed more.
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