Oh, he'd still be a hot mess. But a hot mess with a purpose.

"I've never disappointed you at Christmas. If it's not the bikini, it's because it's something better." Peter promised, quirking a brow. "You can make a Leia bikini? Since when are you a metallurgist too? Dude."

Peter laughed, rubbing his cheek against Wade's. "Babe that tickles."