Skullgirls: Male!Husband!Reader x Wife!Valentine

(m/n) was walking around the store, looking at the various products while his (h/c) hair fell over his (e/c) eyes. It was the day marking the anniversary when he married his wife, Valentine. He sighed as he picked up a box of dark chocolates. It had been about a couple of years since the two married after two years of dating each other. He then proceeded to buy some of the items he had on the list of things to get for his plan that night. After a while, he went to the checkout and got the items purchased. After leaving the shop and loading his (vehicle), he got in and drove towards the house where he and Valentine live for the moment.
He soon arrived at the house and got out of the car, removing his shopping bags from it and closed the door. He then walked up to the house and opened the door, walking in when he did. After going to the kitchen and setting the bags down, he got to work preparing for the anniversary. As he worked, he heard the phone ring, which he answered.
"Hello," he said.
"Hey, honey," he heard Valentine's voice say as he heard the sound of glass breaking.
"Hey, babe," he said. "Guess you're at the bar, huh?"
"Yeah," she admitted. "Listen, I might not come home for dinner tonight. Met with some of the girls and we're gonna spend some time before we go off to fight each other tomorrow."
"That's okay, babe. Just don't be there for too long."
"I won't. I'll see ya."
"You too, Val."
"... I love you."
He smiled at that.
"I love you, too."
With that, they exchanged kiss noises and he hung up as well as continued to work on his task.
Meanwhile, at the bar, Valentine had looked at Double.
"He bought it," she said to the shapeshifter, who only nodded.
"Valentine!" they heard Parasoul shout. "Put the phone down!"
"Oh," she said as she hung up the phone. "Okay, whose round is it?"
"Yours," the girls said at once.
"Again? Okay."
She then walked towards the group.
"Hey, Eliza, can you lend me a five?"
Sometime later, (m/n) was sitting at the table with dinner already on it. He knew that Valentine might not be home, but there might be hope. He heard the familiar sound of a key unlocking the door and then it opening, the sound of drunk giggling following it. He got up from his seat and walked into the living room to find Valentine stumbling in, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. She glanced at him and giggled a bit.
"Guess you had a fun time," he said, amused at that.
"Yeah, I did," she said. "I missed you, though!"
She said it in such a way that it put him off.
"Yeah, you're drunk," he said. "Come on. Let's get you to bed."
With that, he walked over and helped her stand straight. They walked towards their room and, after opening the door, went inside. (m/n) set Valentine down on the bed and was about to leave when he was suddenly pulled onto the bed.
"Val, what are you-?" he asked before feeling her lips smash against his.
He was shocked, but kissed back. After a while, they broke off for air.
"I love you," Valentine said, causing (m/n) to smile.
"I love you, too, my little psycho nurse," he said as he kissed her on the forehead. "Happy anniversary."
"Aw, you remembered, you big goof," she said as she nuzzled up to him.
He chuckled and nuzzled with her. He knew that Valentine can be, well, a witch, but he can't change that about her. They love each other in a unique way, as if they were meant for each other. That was when he realized something.
"Val?"
"Yeah?"
"... I forgot dinner's still on the table."
Valentine's only response was a light giggle.