She wouldn't call herself much of a thrill-seeker, but life with him is unquestionably thrilling. Happy beyond any measure she expected to ever know, even when they're risking life and limb, she must be a thrill-seeker after all.

He'll never get caught up in the political nastiness, it's true. She can read the funny tweets to him, and describe the better sorts of memes. They don't need to talk about their image in the press unless he wants to. The private pictures, the ones painted in their minds, are the best sort. Any memories shared or made when they're curled up warm with each other are to be cherished.

The dress doesn't matter. Green isn't her color and she doubts she'll ever wear it again. She doesn't even care if people start to talk about how it happened. Why would she be ashamed of the affections he shows her? He's wonderful. Even if he wants to play the bumbling blind man, no other partner pleases her so well. Sorry, Groot. "Please? Hmm, I should take you to more balls."