It'd been your idea to get married in the first place, it was only logical really. What with the two of you working together as Booster Gold and Blue Beetle it just made sense. You already had each others backs in the field, so why not just tie the knot? When you'd initially proposed the idea It'd taken Michael a bit to regain his composure, the poor man had choked on his own spit from shock.

It'd taken him a bit to warm up to the idea, but he'd ended up agreeing on the condition that you guys did this properly. He'd insisted on buying a ring, he'd planned a whole proposal(mostly for the cameras that followed your every move), and had gone down on one knee during dinner to pop the question.

The two of you had been all over the news, 'Tech Mogul Heir Marries Handsome Blond Himbo' was slapped across almost every magazine you saw for weeks. Michael hadn't much enjoyed the idea that to the press he was just arm candy, but you'd assured him that the news would die down and it would be fine.

Months had passed and the two of you had fallen into a routine, you'd wake up in the morning, Booster would cook, and you'd go to work and come back to hear about his day. Of course the both of you still worked together, a bit too smoothly for your liking at times. It had definitely raised more than a few eyebrows to see the relationship develop. But the two of you still had your moments, like right now as you fought off Mindancer

Michael crashed into the wall next to you as you struggled with your tech. Michael scoffed,"Come on, Beetle. Use that beautiful brain of yours! What's the point of all that tech if it stops working after five minutes!?"