A Different Kind of Devotion (R5 Fanfiction)

Hanaa's POV

Riker pulled away when Rocky started to talk.
"Would everyone please clear the dance floor! It's time for newlyweds' first dance as a married couple!"
People crowded off the dance floor as Riker took my hand and led me onto it. My eyes swam with tears as the song started. I rested my head against his chest and just swayed to the music.
"And go light your world..." we sang together.
Unknowingly, a tear slipped out of my eye. Riker wiped it away with his thumb. I sniffled and kissed him with everyone watching.
"Aww," Rocky said, still holding the mic. "How cute. But I think it's time for the father/daughter dance."
Riker passed me off to my dad and we spun around the dance floor.
"Thanks Dad," I whispered.
"Anything for my baby girl."
We partied until late in the night, and I started to get tired. Riker and I went home, Rocky driving us yet again, to sleep until tomorrow.
I don't remember changing out of my wedding dress, I must have fallen asleep too fast so Riker probably did it.
When I awoke I was pressed tightly to Riker's bare chest, wrapped in his arms. I was in pajama shorts and a t-shirt which, like I said, Riker probably changed me into. The dress and Riker's tux were hung up neatly in the closet, and my veil was on one corner of a mirror with Riker's tie on the other.
Noticing Riker was still asleep, I pried myself out of his arms and crept out of the room.
Not having the chance to explore the house the night before, I poked around. It was pretty much the same layout as the Lynch house.
Every room was large and open, but one door was locked. I made a mental note to ask Riker about that later.
I strayed down to the kitchen and started to make breakfast, quietly mixing pancake batter so as not to wake Riker.
Soon, the aroma of pancakes and eggs filled the house.
Riker shuffled downstairs and I felt his strong arms wrap around my waist.
I turned and pecked his lips. "Hey."
"How's it feel to be Mrs. Lynch?" he asked.
"Absolutely wonderful," I murmured, turning back to the pancakes.
He rested his chin on my shoulder contentedly.
"Hey, when I looked through the house, I saw every room-it's a very nice house," I interjected. "-except one. Why is one of the rooms locked?"
A small smile grew on Riker's face. "You'll find out soon enough."