“Ready as I’ll ever be,” Nick replied, grabbing his overnight bag in his free hand, “…cupcake.” Upon seeing the look Monroe was giving him, Nick implored, “Can we forget I said that, please?”

“Anything you want,” Monroe consented easily, “…love bug.”

Nick groaned, wishing he had a free hand to smack himself in the forehead with, causing Monroe to go on, “Not a fan? How about…peaches? Dollface? Cuddle monkey?”

“If we weren’t in public, I would be very tempted to kill you right now.”

Hotel California, Ch. 1: La Vie En Rose

I swear to god, you two are the biggest dorks to ever dork. Please call each other gross pet names forever.