Kaede looked stunning in her white gown. Light blonde hair curled loosely, bundled up atop her head. Shuuichi looked nervous beside her, smiling shyly at their guests through dark bangs. The two had just gotten married, and Iruma was thankful that the two had finally sealed the deal.
The ceremony had been nice and seeing everyone get together was always a fuckin' blast. The sixteen of their friends rarely all got to be in the same place at the same time, and she hadn't seen some of them in a long while. Not that she'd ever admit she missed any of the fuckers.
The couple of the hour was trying to entertain family and friends as they all spent time enjoying the reception. She noticed some of the others not quite staying away from the alcohol and briefly considered joining them before she noticed Momota and Ouma drunkenly singing and dancing, looking absolutely trashed. Though she could hold her alcohol perfectly fucking well, she didn't want to end up like those dumbasses. Besides, Harukawa and Amami were gonna kill them later, she just knew it.
That thought made her smile at their expense… for a moment, before she frowned. Somehow a very fun concept came to mind. She was still single. All her friends were out getting married and having kids and living their lives and she hadn't even been dating. "Married to fucking science, baby!" as she liked to phrase it. Iruma shrugged off the thought as quick as it came; it didn't matter. They couldn't all be Shuichi and Kaede, after all.
Well, some of them could. She decided to hang out around Tenko, Himiko, and their brat for a bit. The two had gotten married pretty quickly out of high school and had managed to adopt a little boy named Hiro a couple of years later. Tenko was hesitant about Hiro at first, but the little tyke captured her heart quickly enough and she pledged to raise him to be a respectful boy and not a degenerate male. Himiko thought the situation somewhat hilarious and endearing, and Iruma found herself agreeing. They were apparently trying to aim for a second adoption.
She told them they were fucking sappy and, after a bit, she found herself seated with Gonta and Ryoma. The two were just settling into their relationship and were still in somewhat of a honeymoon phase. Though they were literally about to be beat out of that spot since Shuichi and Kaede were leaving that night on their actual honeymoon. Iruma loved spending time with the huge and small men and goofing around with them a bit, but they were a bit much she had to admit.
Iruma spent the rest of the night like this, hopping from her friends and trying her best to enjoy the night. That was, until all the ladies of the party were gathered together for Kaede's bouquet throw. She tried to sit it out, but Kaede insisted.
"Miu! Come on! It's all the single ladies! You're single and a lady, you have to see if you're getting married next!"
Scowling and muttering, "Well obviously I'm not, Bakamatsu," she ended up giving in and found herself standing in a small crowd of other women. Almost none of her friends were in the group except for… Angie.
She was one of the ones Iruma rarely got to catch up with and she hadn't seen her in a while. She was still as smiley and pretty as Iruma remembered her.
"Oh! Miu Miu! Are you gonna catch the bouquet?"
"Eh, maybe."
"You should be more excited! Do you not wanna get married? Angie's gonna catch it and she's gonna get married to someone super cute and smart! Just you see!"
Iruma smiled. Just as hyper as she always was. She found herself missing that energy and thinking that she should spend more time with Angie outside of group events and parties that happened only a few times a year.
She was snapped out of her thoughts by Kaede announcing they were starting the toss.
A competitive part of her wanted to catch the bouquet and she saw Angie shoot her a sly smirk as if sending her a challenge. This caused something to churn in her belly and she couldn't help but grin back and prepare for the throw. She suddenly felt excited for something she wasn't supposed to have any interest in.
Kaede turned around, and the bouquet of white lilies and purple hydrangeas was sent soaring over her shoulders. Iruma saw the bouquet coming right towards her and she reached out to grasp it, feeling the bundle fall into her hands. The sensation of another pair of hands grasping around hers and the flowers overtook her.
She looked up and saw Angie, their fingers wrapped around each other and the stems of the flowers connecting them. They'd caught them together. A subtle sweet scent of flower petals enveloped them.
"Wow Miu! Look! We're gonna get married next! Atua's given us his blessings!"
Iruma's cheeks bloomed pink like the petals of a peony at Angie's words and she could only stand and stammer in response.
The other wedding guests, friends and strangers alike, congratulated the women on their catch and wishing them luck in their endeavors of finding wedding partners soon.
As the night seemed to be settling down, Iruma found herself at a table with Angie, Kiibo, and Ouma. Ouma was drunk off his ass and was tittering at Kiibo about something. Angie was still ecstatic about the two of them catching Kaede's bouquet.
"Miu! Who do you think you'll get married to?" Angie sighed dreamily. "It'll probably be someone so super smart, don't you think?"
Iruma shrugged. "Eh, I don't really see it happening Ange. I'm more of a-"
She was immediately cut off by Angie's offended gasp and the other girl slamming her hands on the table. Kiibo looked over sharply in concern - though Ouma looked over slowly and confused - as Angie began rattling off.
"But we caught the bouquet! We have to get married next, Miu!"
"Listen, Ange-"
"No Miu! The flowers and Atua have already blessed us! We have to get married and that's final!"
Ouma started giggling to himself.
"What're you laughing at, you goddamn abortion?"
"Why don't you two just get married? Nishishishi, you're practically saying it already!"
She glanced at Angie nervously, expecting to see an amused smile and quick response at the read, but all she saw was a flustered woman. Dark skin flushed deeper and oceanic eyes dilated in surprise. Angie seemed like she was trying to open her mouth to respond but wasn't quite able to.
What the hell is with that reaction!?
"Shut up, Kokichi," she muttered. "You're drunk off your ass. Amami's gonna be pissed."
That seemed to silence him as he appeared to be, for the first time, considering the implications of his boyfriend finding him that hammered. He groaned loudly and pressed his forehead to the table.
She eyed Angie in her peripheral again, and saw the woman smiling, albeit a bit more nervously than before. It had seemed that Ouma's drunken comments had affected her somewhat.
Iruma couldn't help but smile a bit. Maybe she and Angie would be the next ones getting married after all.