Not too long after, the precession.

Adam stands stiffly, his body trembling. His hands are placed gently in front of him, one over the other. He takes slow, deep breaths, looking down at the ground to keep his cool. His black attire gives him a mysterious appearance, his glittered face shooting sparks of light across the yard. He hears the music playing gently, a classic tune.

He hears the shuffling of fabric as the small congregation stands in welcome. He looks to the left, seeing Casey standing respectively, watching the service. He hears giggles as his daughter skips gleefully down the isle, dropping petals underneath her feet. His son follows close behind, gingerly holding a small white pillow with two golden rings.

His children stand beside him, hugging his legs. He smiles warmly, touching both of their faces. He hears light chatter from the congregation and a light gasp from his daughter. He looks up, and his heart practically stops beating as his eyes fill with wonderment.

Adam watches his fiancé walk down the isle, that cliché white suit blindingly bright. Tommy smiles hugely as he walks, his arm linked with his mother's. Canon in D rings from a nearby piano, gloriously proclaiming the afternoon's festivities in an undeniable fashion.

A tear falls from Adam's cheek as he watches Tommy being presented to him by his mother. Tommy looks down, his face reddening. Adam pulls Tommy forward, ready to exchange their vows.

Tommy barely looks up during the entire procession, frustrating Adam highly. After quietly exchanging personally written vows, the time comes for the final words to be spoken.

Thirteen words that pumps gallons of adrenaline. Thirteen words that change practically everything they known, yet nothing at all changes. Everything and nothing, all at once, as the world shifts. Thirteen words.

"I now pronounce you man and husband. You may now kiss your partner." There's a moment of silence.

At these words, Tommy's head snaps up, his smile blinding. Adam smiles wildly, equally. He takes his husband's face in his hands gently, inching downward to complete their marriage.

To the both of them, it feels as though all time has ceased. Their hearts beat in perfect sync, their thoughts all circled around one symmetrical thought. The one thought that's been in both of their minds since day one, their incidental and dangerously determined love at first sight experience.

'I love you.'

Adam's lips touch Tommy's softly, sending electric pulses through Tommy's thin body. Tommy unthinkingly steps closer, wrapping his arms around Adam's neck and shoving his tongue into his husband's mouth and holding on tightly.

A few conspicuous grumbles sound from the group in front of them. Adam smiles into the kiss, placing his hands on top of Tommy's which are on Adam's neck, pulling Tommy's hand away. He breaks off of the kiss, looking calmly into Tommy's eyes, smiling warmly. Tommy looks down again, blushing ever so harshly. He takes slow, deep breaths to calm his erratic nerves.

Adam takes Tommy's hand and raises it into the air, smiling heavily. Tommy continues to look down, but Adam reaches over and lifts his chin, pulling Tommy toward him. He touches his lips lightly to his husband's, making both of their hearts race. Tommy painfully fights his immense urge to push the kiss even further, holding himself back by fidgeting slightly.

Both of the men's minds wander aimlessly with fantasies of the other and their night to come, both becoming quite impatient. To spare himself the emotional difficulty, pain, and lack of self control, Tommy pulls away quickly, looking back to the congregation. They cheer loudly, expressing their growing pride in the two young men. Adam and Tommy walk hand-in-hand down the isle and back to the main hall, kissing politely every so often along the way.

"Adaaaaaaaam…" Tommy whines. Adam laughs.

"What?"

"I can't handle this…" Adam chuckles, going over to the DJ and requesting him a particular song to play once the group of guests arrives fully and has been seated and presented their meals. The DJ nods and smiles slightly, setting up the track for play. Adam takes Tommy's hand and leads him to their personal table, decorated more fancily than all of the others, glitter gracing every square inch of the cloth on top, which is also adorned with tony pearled designs.

"Everything is so beautiful," a woman says as she walks past their table. Adam isn't sure of who she is but assumes she knows Tommy.

"Thank you," Adam replies quietly.

"Tommy, aren't you excited?" she asks. He nods slowly.

"You seem tired, dear…"

"Just exhausted. I couldn't really sleep last night, what with all of the pressures and imaginative thoughts winding through my head."

"Oh, you silly boy."

"I'm not a boy anymore, Delia. I'm a man. A happily married man…" Tommy grabs Adam's hand and twines their fingers together as he says this, smiling warmly. Adam smiles back, looking into Tommy's eyes lovingly.

"Well, I suppose I should leave you two lovebirds alone, now… Congratulations… I'm so proud of you, Taomalia." The woman winks and smiles before walking off to speak to someone else. Adam chuckles lightly.

"What?" Tommy questions.

"I have no idea who the hell that was," Adam replies, shaking his head slowly. Tommy rolls his eyes.

"That's my cousin, Delia. She's always trying to get all up into my personal business and whatnot. I'm surprised she didn't question us on our sex life." Adam's face heats up at Tommy's words, unexpectedly becoming embarrassed once those particular words were spoken aloud. Tommy raises a brow.

"Well, when you say it that way, out loud, I feel so awkward, now…" Tommy laughs quietly, touching Adam's face.

"Don't… I love you."

"I love you…"

The two share a quick and simple kiss before hearing their song played all around the room. Adam smiles wildly, standing and gesturing for Tommy to take his hand. Tommy smiles, embarrassed, and stands, taking Adam's hand. Adam leads his husband to the middle of the room, taking one of Tommy's hands and placing it around his neck, Tommy's other hand held carefully in Adam's own. Adam places his free hand on the small of Tommy's back, pulling him close carefully and slowly, touching their foreheads together.

They dance slowly and romantically, the rest of the people in the entire room fading away, so there's nothing left in the world but the two of them, so in love, so passionate, so calm.

Tommy lays his head against Adam's chest, breathing in his cologne. He smiles lightly, looking up at his amazingly gorgeous husband.

"What?" Adam whispers, swaying gently. Tommy shrugs.

"I just love you so, so much…" Adam chuckles.

"I love you, too. That's why I just married you…" Tommy shivers.

"Hearing those words gives me chills…"

"Does it frighten you?"

"A little bit, but in a good way… Not much is gonna change, but the new label is what's so difficult to get used to…"

"Tommy Glambert… Taomalia, my love, why is that so hard to adjust to? I find it lovely, especially since you're officially mine, legally, not just by words…" Tommy blushes.

"Yeah, I know… I'm happy, really, I am… This is just so strange… But I promise I'm happy. I love you."

"I love you, Tommy… Kiss me, huh?" Tommy smiles wildly, obliging by standing on his tip toes and reaching his neck up as best as he can. Adam laughs, craning his neck down so Tommy doesn't have such a tough time. He touches his lips to Tommy's, sending more electric pulses.

Adam's tongue expertly explores Tommy's mouth, making Tommy smile. Instead of their usual kissing style, making out harshly and loudly, the two share a slow, passionate kiss, tongues active but working slowly and sensually, adding intensity to the already preciously overwhelming moment.

'I love you so fucking much,' Tommy thinks, slipping obliviously into his little perfect world with his husband, Adam.