Married In Vegas Meme

[cherryblooded]

You wake up in a hotel room. You don't remember the previous night at all. In fact, you may not recognize the sight outside the hotel window. It doesn't matter where you were, because you're in Las Vegas now.

Also, you're sharing the bed with someone else. You may not recognize them. You probably don't. They may not be your preferred gender, or species. It doesn't matter, because you have matching rings on your fingers - or whatever you have that approximates a finger - that can mean only one thing.

You got married in Vegas.

Top-level with character and canon, all that jazz. This is more intended as a silly meme than as a shipping meme, but if you've got preferences for shipping you can list those too.

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[tacomeme]

Said someone seems to notice that their companion has moved, and in his sleep scoots closer. He pats around the mattress, looking for a warm body to go back to holding onto- and yes, there is a matching ring on said searching hand.

Once he finds what he's looking for he settles right back down, as if nothing strange is going on what so ever.

[pursuitofbeauty]

Yusuke makes a little choked sound as he's cuddled and a louder one when he notices the matching ring. Thankfully his orientation doesn't leave him upset that the person clinging to him is also male, but there seems to be a distinct lack of clothing on both of them and Yusuke is really not accustomed to such intimate contact.

"U-- um... e-- excuse me...?" His voice is higher, tight and strained. He nudges the stranger's shoulder. "Who... who are you?"

[tacomeme]

Takumi mutters for a moment, but that unfamiliar voice finally cuts through his rare peaceful sleep. He peeks an eye open, looking up at Yusuke with a still sleep clouded amber gaze.

"...?"

...that sleepy look vanishes in a flash, and he yelps, jerking away and right out of the bed- and when he realizes he's undressed he just... screams and runs right into the bathroom.

Sorry if you were looking for an explanation there, buddy.

[pursuitofbeauty]

Blink. Blink. Blink.

Oooookay.

Yusuke gets up and goes to the bathroom door, knocking politely. Yes, he has neglected to put on clothes. It's just a body after all, nothing shameful about it.

"Ah, are you alright? I'm sorry if I startled you, I only wanted to know what happened last night."

[tacomeme]

"YOU want to know?! I wanna know the same thing!" He doesn't open the door fully, but he does crack it open and peek out.

"Is this you're room? Who even are you!?"

[pursuitofbeauty]

Clearly this one is jumpy as a nervous cat, not that Yusuke can really blame him. He knows he'll never hear the end of this, especially not from Ryuji and Futaba.

"It's not my room, I assumed it was yours." He looks back into the room proper, taking note of the large frilly bed they'd shared, the bucket of champagne, and the platter of chocolate-covered strawberries. Between that, the decor, and their rings.... "I think this is the honeymoon suite. I'm not certain which hotel, however. Though it makes some sort of sense, considering."

He holds up his hand, showing the unfamiliar guy his ring.