Anniversary Trip
Jon was panicking. Today would be the anniversary since they've started dating and he didn't know what to do or what gift to give. He was googling different ideas he could do today. It was a good thing he has the ability to fly and move at great speeds. If only his phone and computer could match his speed.
“Hey Jonno, what are... you...” Connor asked, flying inside Jon's apartment living room through his window at quick speed, before taking notice of Jon. Jon wasn't someone that cared about how he looked or dressed, but this was unusual even for him. “I'm... probably going to regret asking this but... what the hell are you wearing?”
Jon was currently wearing a strange black trench coat with a matching fur cap. The moment he heard his cousin ask him about his wear, his entire face turned red. He replied, “nothing! … Do you have any advise on how to impress your Russian girlfriend on your anniversary?”
“Avoid dressing up like that would be my first advise,” Connor grinned humorously as Jon groaned, covering his face.
“You're not helping,” Jon muffled in his hands.
“Well, I've never had a Russian girlfriend, but yours is likely going to have a sense of style that matches Cassie than whatever it is you're trying to do,” Connor replied, taking off the furcap before Jon snatched it from his hand almost offensively. He put his hands up. “I'm just saying, I really doubt yours is into... Russian things. She doesn't come off as that kind of gal.”
Jon sighed, plopping himself on the couch, “you're probably right.
“Hey, when in doubt, take her flying somewhere like around the farm, Hawaii or...”
“Great idea! I can take them flying to Moscow! Thanks, Kon!” Jon grinned joyfully before flying off.
“You're wel- wait, I said to avoid...” Connor called back before sighing and shaking his head.
Damian was in his bedroom with two different bouquets on his side table while on his laptop searching for places to go in Moscow. Jon must've been freaking out about their anniversary to have it be based in Russia. At least of all the cities in Russia, Moscow was a good choice in hindsight and they won't need to take a train or subway.
“Literally, did Supernut choose Russia because that's where I'm from?” Nika asked, climbing inside Damian's bedroom from the window.
“Tt that's why I told you to not visit him until he texts us. At least you never had to come to his house with a broom with my picture on the front dressed like Robin,” Damian said deadpan as Nika burst out laughing.
“Hearing that makes me wish I was a fly on the wall for that.”
“Of course you'd find that funny,” Damian muttered, still on the computer looking up different places to go to. “At least he chose a city that's interesting.”
“And, far from where my parents live. I've never been to Moscow.”
“The Red Square is considered a popular tourist destination with different castles with rich history.”
“I never knew you were so interested in our history,” Nika smiled flirtatiously, sitting next to Damian on his bed.
“Aren't you?” Damian asked Nika, raising an eyebrows.
“Maybe a little. Though, I'm more interested in other country's history,” Nika confessed, which made Damian smile a little before the both of them felt a gust of wind.
“Welcome J,” Damian greeted without looking at his boyfriend.
“Hey D, Nika, I... are those for me?” Jon asked, grabbing his bouquet next to the black and purple bouquet of roses. His was red and blue. “Dami, you're so sweet.”
Nika took the furcap off Jon, smirking, “I have so many questions.”
“Aren't those popular in your country?” Jon asked.
“Yeah, but I never liked them... I suppose they are warm and comfy,” Nika said before Jon snatched it back and placed it back on his head.
“We can take a look around Red Square and explore the different castles. There are also a number of places we can go in and eat,” Damian said, showing the number of restaurants at the Red Square.
“Oh Dami, I love you for this!” Jon grinned excitedly, Nika also joining in.
“If you're gonna get us some fine dining, see if there's any with caviar,” Nika suggested.
“You eat caviar? I thought you were vegan,” Damian asked with raised eyebrows.
“I am. I just hear fancy rich people eat caviar. What is caviar?”
“Fish eggs.”
“Oh,” Nika replied, eyes turning to saucers. “Escargot?”
“Snails.”
“Wait, seriously?” Jon asked, gagging at the idea.
“Is there any richy-rich foods that are vegan friendly?” Nika asked.
“Or eatable?” Jon added.
“Truffles for Nika. Wagyu beef for Jon. Unfortunately, for you Jon, Wagyu beef is from Japan,” Damian stated, putting away his computer before stuffing it in his backpack. He got out the bouquet for Nika, then gave it to her.
“You really are sweet,” Nika said, fluttering her eyes.
“It is our anniversary,” Damian replied, hiding the pink dusting his cheeks before Jon floated behind the two.
“Let me know when you're both ready,” Jon said.
Once Nika and Damian changed into suits made to withstand high speeds, they signaled they were ready. Jon flew the both of them out the window, then on their way to Moscow. He was able to make it to Moscow in around a minute before landing them somewhere in hiding where no one could spot their landing. From there, Damian and Nika changed out of their suits before placing them in Damian's bag before heading to their hotel Damian had booked for all three of them for one room.
Once in the room, Nika states, “you don't have to wear that, you know.” She was pointing to the fur cap.
“I know. I know you say it's ugly, but I like this. I guess it helps me know more about the place you came from,” Jon shrugged.
“I never thought much of the country I'm from,” Nika shrugged, looking outside. “I suppose that's why I left it at a moment's notice. I'm more interested in other planets. Your father come from a completely different planet from ours. That's more interesting!”
“She's not wrong, Jon,” Damian nodded in agreement. “However, I am curious about the hat.”
“I never liked it, but I don't know why we have it,” Nika spoke curiously. She then smirked slightly. “Or why one of our castles looks like something out of Candy Land.”
“Do you want to go in and find out?” Jon asked.
“Hm...” Nika hummed, thinking for a bit, then walked next to Jon with Damian on his other side. “I suppose I could check it out.”
Damian and Nika gave Jon a kiss on each side of his cheek, who smiled brightly. He held his two lovers. All three of them grinned as they planned the rest of their day at Red Square of Moscow.
