Chapter 11: Fixed my Heart (PrUK)

Gilbert gazed at the city lights from the window of their hotel room. He couldn't believe that the wedding ceremony was over, damn…he could not even believe that that there was a wedding in the first place! For all the bumpy roads that he and his significant other had encountered before this promised day, for all the idiotic decisions that Gilbert made, for all the hurtful words he had uttered, he still could not believe that Arthur said yes to him when Gilbert asked the, probably, most important question in his life.

He was so lucky. (Although Gilbert was threatened multiple times by Arthur's brothers. Oliver's threat was the scariest of them all.)

"What's wrong, Love?" Gilbert heard the sleepy voice before he felt the loving arms enveloped him from behind. He smiled and took the hands with his own ones.

"Nothing…just thinking…"

"Don't hurt yourself."

"Kesese, should you say that to your husband?" Gilbert turned around to see the face of his husband. The light graciously gave by the moon was so romantic when it was reflected on his lover's face and especially the eyes.

"You're my husband so honestly, I have more right than before to say that."

"Ha! Cheeky, that is why I love you so much."

"Your words, not mine."

Gilbert sat on the window sill, his back leaning at the side, Arthur followed suit and settled himself on top of his love one. Since Arthur had a smaller frame compared to Gilbert, he fitted perfectly and curled up like a cat as he was softly lulled by the soft heartbeats.

"Elizaveta was there at the wedding ceremony, you know?"

And the romantic feeling was completely shattered as Arthur got up from his position and frowned directly at Gilbert's face.

"When? Why? I didn't invite her. Did you invite her?"

"Whoa, whoa, slow down. One question at a time."

"Answer me, Gilbert!"

It was not secret that Arthur had a deep burning hatred towards Elizaveta. Who would not? She was the reason was a mess a few years ago. She was the reason why Arthur almost lost the love of his life. That…that bitch almost ruined his life as well as Gilbert's and the people around them.

Back in the past, Arthur would gave up everything just to have Gilbert looked at him with those selfless loving eyes. The same feeling that Elizaveta discarded without a care.

She destroyed Gilbert multiple times already.

She had no place in their present and future now.

Arthur would keep it at that. So hearing that she was there during one of their happiest days was infuriating.

"I didn't," Gilbert finally answered when he saw the anger slowly burning up at his lover's eyes, "I didn't invite her. She was just standing outside the church, hiding behind a tree as she watched us step out. She left when people started asking us for pictures."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm telling you now."

"…do you…do you re—" before Arthur managed to finish his sentence he was silenced by soft lips kissing him ever so carefully yet so lovingly at the same time. He melted at the pure feeling of just being loved.

"Arthur, my love, my only love forever and ever," Gilbert was speaking as if he was making a vow for a life time when he let go of Arthur and looked at him straight in the eyes, his hands caressed the face of his husband, "Elizaveta destroyed my heart. She crushed it to pieces, blended it into a disgusting smoothie, and she didn't even bury me with a decent funeral. But that day, when I saw her face, I knew she had regretted everything she had ever done to me. Her eyes said it enough. But…" Gilbert delivered a peaceful smile, like he finally felt relief for waking up from a long nightmare, "She was no longer the one that my heart seeks. I now realized I was a fool for chasing after her all this time. And I am so happy that I never made the same mistakes as her."

"So, Arthur, I never regretted marrying you. I am so lucky you have accepted me. I made a lot of mistakes. I hurt you multiple times but you still accepted me. What could have I asked more? She broke my heart but you…"

Gilbert enveloped his husband with a hug so tight just to assure Arthur that he would never let go. Not now, not ever.

"You had fixed my heart."

A/N: So…yeah, this is the part 2 of the unrequited PruHun.