"If it rains what are we meant to do?"
"Hm, get wet I suppose, but it wouldn't really matter, right? I mean we still end up married," Sei shrugged, rolling over on Mizuki's lap to regard him, having let go the nervous terror he'd had in the weeks leading up to the wedding, realising it was about being married, not about showing off or it being perfect. "Are you nervous?"
"Not really," Mizuki shrugged, because right now he supposed he was just a little excited, a wedding was basically a big party in one sense, and it would be nice to see everybody they knew gathered together and having fun, once the ceremony was over anyway. "I guess I might be tomorrow. I'm just excited for our honeymoon, I want to know what it's like off the island."
"Hm, I'm nervous for that, what if you hate flying or something?" He wasn't really talking about Mizuki, he was mildly concerned he'd spend the flight, admittedly they weren't going far but even so, freaking out about dying, which might put a damper on things.
"I'll deal with it, I want to see the world with you."
"The world being the rest of Japan?"
"Haven't you heard of starting small? Besides, we'll already be spending our wedding night on an aeroplane, would you really want to be on it for hours? Or go somewhere we don't know the language or culture or anything?" He was still a little unsure of whether whisking Sei away on the very day of their wedding was a good idea, but he didn't want them to just go back to the apartment after the after-party, he wanted them to be doing something new and exciting, so he'd booked flights for that night, day so jam-packed they'd definitely just crash when they arrived.
"I guess not. So you're still not telling me where we're going or anything?" He looked away then, picking up the towel from the coffee table and carefully wiping away some face mask that had made it's way into Mizuki's hair, bright green tea-tree scented clay mask having only been applied at his insistence, his in an equally terrible shade of bright yellow.
"It's a surprise."
"I don't like surprises."
That was a lie, as long as it was a good surprise Sei loved them, sure sometimes he might be uncertain at first, but he always warmed to whatever it was really easily and Mizuki knew he'd love their honeymoon no matter where it was, "yes you do, besides, you'll definitely like this one."
He wasn't positive but he nodded anyway and lay back down on Mizuki's lap, bartender playing with his hair and just absently gazing at the movie on TV, ending up drifting off and only being woken to remove the mask and be put to bed, Mizuki squirming in next to him and kissing his lemon-scented cheek.
Sei was nowhere to be found when he went to wake him up, mildly confused as he headed into the gym, finding him there, stood in front of the glass door leading to their small balcony and frowning out at the weather, "Babe, what's wrong?"
"It's raining! We're doomed to divorce and be miserable forever and look like drowned rats in all our pictures and-"
"Sei, relax," he gripped his shoulders then, taking in the wide eyes on his face and the panic in his tensed body, all too familiar, pre-wedding nerves having returned full force and to insane levels, playing with a lock of his hair and stroking across his cheek soothingly. "It's forecast to stop in the afternoon, its fine."
"No it's not! And I've got a massive spot on my chin and bags under my eyes and-"
"You look beautiful anyway. Calm down, okay? Come and eat breakfast."
"Breakfast?" He spoke like he'd never heard the word before, confusion lacing his tone but letting Mizuki guide him into the dining room anyway, disappearing into the kitchen and emerging with a prettily arranged tray, large yellow daffodils in a vase forming a centrepiece. He lowered it down carefully and began to unload it, two champagne glasses of lightly sparkling champagne and orange juice, a platter of sliced fresh fruit and two different pots of fruity compote, one orange and exotic flavours, the other a deep, berry red. He'd folded napkins into swans, a little badly admittedly, and their necks were sagging, but they were still cute and Sei just stared in surprise as Mizuki finally put his plate down in front of him, cutlery already laid out next to his fiancés usual multivitamin tablets.
"Pancakes. I was going to do breakfast in bed but you'd already woken up so I guess this will have to do," Sei still hadn't spoken and he was getting a little nervous, wondering if he was still freaking out about the rain that pattered against the windows, wanting to make sure he was in an okay mood to enjoy the day as much as he should. But then he sighed quietly, smiling and reaching out for his hand where he lingered awkwardly, not knowing whether to offer reassurance about the weather not mattering or to ring Aoba and request immediate back up for the stressed groom.
"You know, I really do love you," was all he said, but his eyes looked a little damp and Mizuki refused to let him cry on their wedding day, or before the ceremony at least, rolling his eyes because of course Sei loved him and of course he knew that, just squeezing his hand, rubbing over his ring finger where another would be added later that day.
"I know, and I love you too, so sit down and eat breakfast, okay? Everything will work out fine, I promise," he could of course make no such promises and they both knew it, but Sei appreciated it nonetheless, just smiling and accepting a kiss before Mizuki pulled his seat out for him with a stupidly elaborate flourish and he laughed, because yes, everything would be okay.
"You know it's bad luck to see each other on the wedding day," he wasn't being rude, he was just stating a tradition, albeit one that Mizuki didn't really like or believe in, letting him dab at his face with some kind of makeup product, apparently wanting to make sure he looked 'fresh-faced', whatever that meant.
"I know, but I've woken up with him every day for what, two years now? Longer? I didn't think him waking up on his own on his wedding day seemed right, and I don't believe in bad luck."
"Hm, well me neither. So, how was he?"
"A bit nervous I think, he was worried about the rain since it's outdoors, but I think he's okay now, and he's got Noiz and Aoba looking after him so he should be alright."
"I'm sure he is, he'll-" There was a knock on the door then and Tio paused in his ministrations for a second before remembering it was unlocked. "Come in."
"Yo, how's the groo- Are you putting makeup on him?" Koujaku lost his greeting and frowned as he stepped inside, carrying a small bag Mizuki knew carried his hairdressing supplies, having volunteered himself to style both Sei and Mizuki's hair for the big day, as well as that of the wedding party, presumably having come from the other side of town.
"Sei will be wearing it too, just to make sure he looks his best," Tio immediately explained, not particularly wanting him to make Mizuki feel weirder about it than he already did, having been rather unwilling at first, blending concealer under his eyes.
"Oh, okay that makes sense. In fact I just came from there."
"How is he?" He tried not to sound too eager or concerned, but Tio raised an eyebrow in his direction as he moved away to retrieve a large brush, swirling it around into darkish powder and then dusting it over his face.
"Oh Sei's having the time of his life getting pampered, Tae-san is doing his nails, I did his hair and he's doing his own makeup later I think, not sure about that, but they've all got champagne and strawberries, it's quite the party. Aoba keeps crying though, something about his sweet little brother growing up, Noiz thinks he's gone mad, I think I agree with him."
"Hm, I guess it is emotional, but he must have expected Sei would get married eventually, nobody thought Mizuki would."
"I don't know if I'm meant to be offended by that or not," Tio had moved away now, offering over a mirror and bartender blinking owlishly at himself, surprised at how different he looked yet how he couldn't tell he was wearing makeup, bags under his eyes gone and skin looking fresh and healthy.
"I'd go with no, now you don't have much hair to work with, do you just want me to trim it and style it?" Koujaku's fingers were running through the burgundy strands already, testing the weight and thickness of it and examining the ends, humming in satisfaction at its condition.
"What did you do to Sei's?"
"Not telling," he should really have expected that, just rolling his eyes at the response and letting his friend all but molest his scalp, he knew what he was doing enough to be trusted after all. "But you've been conditioning this, haven't you?"
"He makes me."
"So he should, alright, so just a trim, and Tio would you put on some music or something? Honestly it's like we're getting ready for a funeral, and get this man some champagne, he's getting married later."
"Oh I'm gunna throw up."
"Not on your suit please, or your shoes, I spent ages polishing them."
"I know, I know. Okay now I'm nervous."
"Relax, take a deep breath, and remember it's Sei who's waiting for you up there. Plus he looks super cute."
"Modest, aren't you? So how do I look?"
"Is he freaking out? It sounds like he's freaking out," he turned to see the curtain of the marquee they were currently in open, Tio poking his head in then entering, grinning and shaking his head disbelievingly as he noticed how horribly nervous Mizuki looked.
"Sure is, so, how does he look, Tio?"
"Very handsome, now calm down, you've been waiting for this for months, you may as well enjoy it. Everybody's out there looking excited, Aoba's actually vibrating, I'm pretty sure Clear might explode soon. Tae told Mink off for smoking a minute ago, and the sun just came out, it's gorgeous out there."
"Shouldn't you be up there already? You know, the whole best man thing?"
"I just came to let you know they're ready when you are, remember, nothing has to change after this."
"Just the ring."
It sounded cliché even to him, but the ceremony itself seemed to pass by in a flash, what stuck was the setting, the guests sat on fold out wooden chairs on either side of the white material that led up to the tree they were getting married under, decorated with white flowers, the forest all around them and the sound of birds tweeting, floor a little damp from the mornings rain but sun dappling through leaves.
He could hear the sound of a camera shutter clicking occasionally but he ignored it, walking up to meet Tio and Noiz, the best men, at the altar, Sei stood there waiting and looking so beautiful that he swore his heart stopped for a second. His hair in the softest waves, tucked behind his ears at the side by two tiny plaits laced with white ribbon and speckled with small flowers that matched his suit, white to Mizuki's black.
Then there was Sei's smile as he the official started the ceremony and the hand that reached reassuringly for his as he stammered through his vows, the squeeze it had given him and the love in his eyes that had made it so much easier to finish. The sound of Aoba sniffling from the front row as they said their 'I do's' and he slid the ring onto Sei's finger with the other, Mizuki having gotten his resized without telling Sei so he could wear it properly too.
Then the first kiss as a married couple and Sei's smile against his mouth so wide it felt like he might burst open at the seams, eyes large and shining, Aoba almost wailing by now and Noiz abandoning his post to comfort him. Turning to regard their friends and family, their loved ones, seeing tears and smiles and so much joy he almost couldn't believe this was all for them, taking Sei's hand and squeezing it tight, running fingers over his new ring.
Walking past all the people who loved them and being scattered with confetti, polite applause being drowned out by the cheers and whistles of Dry Juice, almost the whole group having shown up and extra chairs having to be added last minute, a few standing due to lack of planning.
The noise following them all the way to the marquee where Mizuki had started off and Sei had never been, just able to be alone for the first time all day and Mizuki suddenly realising how much he hadn't liked not seeing him for that long. There was no need for words between them, there never had been before and there wasn't now, just holding each other close and if Sei cried a little bit it was only because he was happy and Mizuki was okay with that.