Note: Originally written for a challenge at the rh_drabblefest LiveJournal community.
Honey
It was the honey that did it.
The wedding ceremony was long over but things were still awkward between them. Even their attempts at off-color humor had made no difference.
She decided to give it one last try. "We should open our presents, Will." She began to rifle through a pile on the floor.
"Aha! I found it!" Djaq held up a small jar with a flourish.
"What is it?" He opened it, peered in, and smiled. "Honey."
"Yes." She dipped a finger in and held it out for Will. I'll have to thank Much for the euphemism. And the present.