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Phil rubbed his fiancé's back soothingly while he threw up into the toilet violently. "Almost done, Chris. This is the last hangover you're going to have that's this vicious, and you know it."
Phil listened as Chris spit into the toilet a few more times before sitting up and flushing the toilet. Remnants of vomit lined his lips, and he wiped it away with the back of his sleeve. "I never would have been able to get this far, even, if you weren't here to help me through."
Phil leaned forward and gave Chris a small kiss on his smelly lips. "Come on, big boy, let's go lay down for a while until your stomach feels better."
Phil helped Chris get to his shaky feet and to the newest hotel bed. Chris curled up and wrapped himself, much like a sardine, in the thick duvet cover.
"Baby, get that off. Do you know how dirty those things are?" Phil fussed, taking the cover off of his love and wrapping him in as many blankets as he could find. "And if you just wait a moment, I'll get you something even warmer."
Phil crossed the small room to the mini fridge by the sink. He took out a small can of ginger ale and poured it into a glass from the cupboard. He walked back to Chris and held it to his lips. "Just take a sip, baby. It will help you feel better."
With his eyes shut tiredly, Chris allowed Phil to put the glass to his lips and let some of the liquid into his dry mouth. Phil set the glass aside once Chris took a drink of it, and then crawled into bed next to his baby. Chris instantly wrapped his tired arms around his love and held him close to his shivering body.
"Please don't leave me," Chris murmured, half-asleep. "I need you. I love you."
Phil nuzzled Chris' chin with his head. "I'll never leave you. I love you, baby. Go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up."
Phil listened to Chris' breathing slow and fall into a steady rhythm before allowing himself to rest his eyes, too.
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Chris woke up with his arms wrapped tightly around a warm object. His eyes fluttering open, he found himself completely submerged in blankets and sheets. He could easily make out what was in his arms, though. He could do that blindfolded. He let out a yawn and stretched his arms slightly around his fiancé. Phil stirred and turned his neck to look into Chris' blue eyes.
"Feeling better?"
Chris nodded tiredly. "No medicine could compare to holding your baby in your arms."
Phil snorted and lightly bucked himself into Chris's solid body. "Shut up," he teased playfully. Chris felt a grin forming on his face as he laughed into Phil's neck.
"You know what I said, baby," Chris told Phil. "I said when I get better, we're going to elope. How's tomorrow sound?"
"Perfect!" Phil exclaimed. Chris could almost feel Phil smiling. He put a kiss on his ear before nosing it gently. Phil started to claw at all the blankets on top of them until their faces were uncovered. A huge, calming breath of fresh air hit them in the face as Phil turned his body to face Chris. His lips were stained blue.
"Why are your lips blue?" Chris asked, raising one of his eyebrows in confusion. He ran his thumb over Phil's bottom lip lightly to see if the coloring came off onto his skin. It didn't.
"I had a Popsicle last night. After I gave you your ginger ale, I brought a Popsicle to bed, and when you were asleep I ate it and then fell asleep, too."
"Rocket Popsicle?" Chris questioned, a smile forming on his face. Phil nodded, a grin also playing on his face.
"Of course. How much awesome can be packed into one thing? It showcases Marvel characters, it's a brand of food for little kids, and it's just packed with sweetness!"
Chris kissed Phil and lightly sucked on his bottom lip. "You forgot to mention tastes good even after hours of fermenting on your beautiful lips."
Phil slapped Chris' bicep playfully and laughed raucously as Chris started to tickle him. "Stop! You know I hate being tickled!"
The angelic noise leaking from Phil's mouth made it hard for Chris to stop. He was so glad they were together again. He finally stopped and roughly kissed Phil's stained lips. The two continued kissing, not a care in the world, as they enjoyed embrace after embrace.
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Phil looked around briefly at his surroundings. A few close friends dressed nicely sat on chairs decorated with white and blue flower arrangements. The same color scheme was used throughout the small chapel-like room, with a huge bouquet of flowers on either side of the mock-wood stage. A black carpet went up the middle of the room and stopped at the front of the stage, bringing one of the only sources of darkness into the room. Phil gave Kofi a quick glance and found him smiling with happiness for his friend. He let a side smirk take over his face as he saw Mike and John bickering lovingly under their breath to each other, trying to fix each other's collars.
Finally, Phil let his eyes rest on Chris. He wore a classic black tuxedo with a rich blue dress shirt underneath. His hair was slicked back with gel, which looked funny compared to his normal spiky 'do. A huge smile sat on his face, which perfectly showcased his flawless, gleaming smile. His eyes flickered in the lighting, and Phil could tell they were beginning to water with happiness.
"I do," Chris promised. His voice shook a little. Already having closed the distance between them, Chris pushed a golden band over Phil's ring finger and thumbed it lightly. Phil looked over at the officiant and repeated what he spoke.
"I do," Phil finished, taking the other gold band and pushing that onto Chris' ring finger.
"Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may kiss."
Phil and Chris leaned in and kissed each other meaningfully. Light celebratory applause came from the other people in the room.
"What happened in the past doesn't matter anymore," Phil told Chris quietly. "That was then, and this is now. I love you and I'm so glad you're legally 'mine' now."
Chris chuckled into Phil's kiss. "Same goes for you. I love you with all my heart."
The happy couple held hands as they lead their friends out of the room and off to a small after-wedding party. Phil felt his eyes become coated with a thin layer of tears. Everything was just the way it should be now. He had his husband by his side and the future in mind. He couldn't have been more excited.
I know this chapter was short, but I didn't really want to elongate the last chapter too much. I had fun with this fic and I hoped you all enjoyed reading it. Please review! c:
