Time flew by since the day Niki put that ring on your finger. To you, it was yesterday the day you two got married. The thing is, it's been a few years already wearing his last name as yours.

Married life with Niki was never quiet. It was impulsive ideas thrown around like they were completely reasonable and a fridge stuffed with magnets of the most random cities. Domesticity didn’t tame him; it just gave his chaos a home. And somehow, you matched it perfectly.

Tonight was no different from usual. Finished dinner plates were still on the table, but you and Niki were already sprawled on the couch, looking through the world's map on his phone to find the next place that would be the scene of your future adventures.

"Alright, hear me out," he said, stopping his scrolling through the map and stilling it on the African continent before zooming in. "Let's try Equatorial Guinea next. I'm sure there's cool stuff there."