It's just a short little ball of fluff, but I hope you like it, Ale! I used the name for Nyo!/Fem!Canada that you always used for her! (This is my first time writing ItaCan in anyway, so I hope that it's lovely regardless!) Our first roleplay was for these cuties, so I remembered and that you had recently gotten in to this ship and really liked it at the time, so I hope that you still enjoy it! Feliz Navidad! Merry Christmas, Ale! It's a ton of fun to roleplay with you, and I love the AUs that you establish, so please keep up the good work! I hope that my Nyo!Canada is as wonderful for you as our roleplays are fun! So enjoy this little bit of fluff just for you! Merry Christmas!
His eyes dusted down her frame, and Marguerite's face flushed.
She nervously tucked her hands down as if to hide them from her life.
Feliciano's fingers and hands took hers and held them tightly as they listened to the preacher say the marital rites that they understood them both to confirm.
An "I do" followed another, and Marguerite smiled when finally she was pronounced to be a Vargas, and Feliciano kissed her deeply for the first time as her husband.
The Canadian's face flushed red, and she held on to him tightly.
She couldn't imagine a happier moment though she also couldn't help but to be embarrassed and shy over all of the stares that she felt bore in to them.
Feliciano pulled back from her with a giddy smile though his hands stayed attached to hers.
"Ti amo, bella." He whispered to her.
"Je t'aime, Feliciano." Her face flushed darker though her heart wound itself up in sudden joy at these simple proclamations of love.
Feliciano's arms wound around her; their love was obvious to those attending the wedding.
Marguerite smiled as she felt his warm hands hold on to her, knowing their promises would hold true and strong.