A/N: This one is meant to be after Booth and Brennan first get together as any kind of romantic couple, probably not long after they get married.
bliss–noun
1. supreme happiness; utter joy or contentment: wedded bliss."You have a milk mustache, Bones."
"And your point is? So do you."
"My point is that you look incredibly silly."
"Would you like me to clean it off?"
"Hmm… No, I think I could do that…"
"Booth, we're at the diner! There are people around. … And you're just laughing at me. Well, I'm sorry for caring about my privacy."
"Oh phew, that's a relief. I thought you didn't love me anymore…"
"Well, maybe I could get back on your good side by making you the dinner of your choice tonight?"
"Hmm… That does sound tempting. I can really pick anything?"
"Anything."
"I will go with... mac and cheese."
"… You could ask for lobster, ribs… anything. And you want mac and cheese?"
"Your mac and cheese is amazing. And you don't make it enough. So yes, I want mac and cheese."
"Okay Booth. We'll stop by the grocery store after work, and have mac and cheese for dinner. Now come on, I need to get to work. I'm sure Angela's already getting ideas of what we were probably doing last night."
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"Bones, I must say… you've outdone yourself again."
"One does tend to get better with practice. And thanks to you and your love of mac and cheese, I've had quite a lot of that."
"And I… have had plenty of practice eating it."
"Don't use that smile on me. You know it doesn't help y—"
"… No, see, right there? You like to think it doesn't help me. But you know you can't resist my charm. Oh, speaking of you not being able to resist my charm… Did Angela guess anything too outrageous this time?"
"Well yeah, you know Angela and her ideas. … Why are you smiling like that."
"Oh, no reason. Just… love you, Bones…"
"… Love you too."
