Otis and Adi sat on the couch that morning, Otis with a bag of frozen peas on his forehead and over his eyes, and a mug of coffee in his hand. Maggie had to giggle; he was hungover and she knew he would be a bitch about it. Adi rested her hand on his thigh, making circles with her thumb.

"You need to drink a lot of water today, honey."

"I'm just gonna puke it back up."

"I bet that coffee will feel really good coming out of your nose then."

He cringed, groaning.

"I know, sweetie."

"I wouldn't have been hungover if you hadn't made me stop drinking."

"You were having fucking seizures, Otis."

"Yeah...But I would sooner have one of those right now than feel like this."

"I'm sure, honey." She kissed him on the cheek. "Is that ice helping?"

"Kind of."

"That's good. We'll get some food in you here in a little bit."

"Toast?"

"Yes, sweetheart. Toast."

"I love toast."

Adi sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "How long have we been married?"

"Not long enough for you to know I love toast."

"Otis, I swear to god if you say 'toast' one more time."

Trying to hold back his smirk, he muttered, "Toast", and let out a peal of laughter as she elbowed him. "Ooh...Ooh fuck...Adi...stop spinning me. I'm gonna throw up."

"I'm not spinning you, sweetheart."

"Oh god...Ohhhh God. Ok."

"Uhm...Excuse me, Adi?" Maggie finally worked up the bravery to speak.

Otis lifted the corner of the bag of peas, peaking out.

"Can...Can I ...Talk to you?"

She became solemn, a danger in her calmness. "Sure. Let's talk. Go ahead."

Maggie moved to sit beside Otis, hoping a barrier between her and Adi would provide some comfort, but Adi snapped her fingers at her.

"Oh hell no. You sit beside ME, not my husband."

"Okay..." She moved quickly, sitting beside Adi instead. "I...I want to apologize."

"For what?"

"F...For...For uh...For trying to take Otis away from you."

"You could never have taken him away from me. The only reason he gave you the time of day is because I was gone. I know he told you you were just a cheap fuck to him. An orgasm to keep the endorphins flowing in his brain long enough to not fucking kill himself. But you had no right to try and force him to love you. To try to do what you tried to do."

"I know...A...And I'm sorry."

"You don't need to seek my forgiveness for that. You need to seek his."

"Otis?" Maggie called.

"Mm. I mean...You didn't go through with it. But it was still...Kind of like my parents. So...Fuck it, whatever. I don't care."

"You forgive me?"

"If it gets you to stop looking at me like I skinned your puppy."

"Adi...I want us to get along. You seem like an awesome person-"

"She is."

"And...I care about Otis. And he cares so deeply about you...And I love this family...So...I want to try to make peace."

"Just don't touch my husband ever again."

"O...Okay."

Adi paused. "I am...sorry for-"

"You...don't have anything to be sorry for. I deserved everything you dished out."

"Does this mean we can have a threesome?" Otis asked.

"Do you want your dick skinned?" Adi threatened.

"I'm already circumcised."

"Yeah, I'll take you from behind, Otis." Adi rolled her eyes. "Maggie can have the front."

"That's not funny..." He whined from behind his bag of peas.

"That was an asshole suggestion."

"Well, I'm an asshole, so."

"You get so punchy when you're not feeling good..." Adi sighed. "I love it and hate it."

"It's better than his monk-like vow of silence he took when he thought you were dead. Or not eating for weeks on end."

A dark sadness fell over Adi's face. "He was that bad?"

Otis peeked out from under his bag again, gauging the situation.

"U-uh...I mean...I wasn't here, but baby said he basically went mute for a while. And she had to hold him down and force feed him. Because he just kind of...existing but he wasn't Otis."

"You just gave up?"

"Baby wouldn't let me. I got better after a while...And now I'm fine because you're back."

Adi fell silent for a moment. "Well...Thank you for apologizing, Maggie. We'll move on from here."

"Y...Yeah." She stood, beginning to walk away. Adi curled into Otis's side, resting her head on his collar bone and her hand on his chest. He wrapped an arm around her. She wondered if they had always been like this. If they had always fit so perfectly or they had just grown into each other like that. Like vines perfectly entangling a lattice porch. "I'll always want what you have." She admitted.

"As long as you know you'll never have him. You can find someone else."

There was a compliment in there somewhere, Maggie reasoned.

As the day progressed and Otis recovered, Maggie hung around the couple, enjoying their company more than she had ever thought she would.

"Have you guys always been a Morticia and Gomez?"

"What?" Otis quirked an eyebrow.

"Honey, she means have we always been this affectionate and perfect for each other. Ah...Well, he was hard to break down. As...I'm sure you can imagine. But he's usually the instigator now. Like I don't have to ask for hugs or kisses anymore. Because I've usually gotten six by the time I would ask."

"Cara Mia." Otis smirked.

"Oh, bubala!" She retorted, kissing his nose. "I do know he was never affectionate with anyone else, though."

Maggie scoffed. "Yeah, not with me, either."

Otis shrugged. "You're not her."

"I'm the only one he's ever kissed."

"What?! NO way!" Maggie gawked.

"Yup. I don't think I suck as much as I used to, do I?"

"No. No, god no. You were always GREAT in bed. But the kissing was lacking at first, baby." She kissed him lightly. "Sorry."

Otis shrugged.

Maggie smiled to herself. The feeling of longing she felt when she looked at Otis and Adi was diminish-

And they were making out on the couch again.