AN: So I got a lot for a small wedding but I got a few for big so because I'm indecisive as hell, I decided on both. Enjoy!
So Kenton was peeved, as was to be expected. He'd refused to talk to Alastair for a good week and Roxy had acted as courier for all information that passed between the two brothers. It was extremely childish and if anything, just amusing. Nevertheless, Alastair eventually sent his apology through Roxy (though he really didn't think he should) and that seemed to please Kenton enough that he finally talked to him.
To be perfectly honest, Alastair hadn't done it to simply get on his brother's nerves, and it wasn't like he didn't want him there. The entire affair had been quite a surprise to him in all honesty.
Off on a mission, he hadn't kept up with much of the local United Kingdom news unless he thought it applied to the task at hand. That being said it had been quite startling when he'd gotten back and the first thing he'd been asked by James was, "So, wanna get married?"
Alastair suspected that the reason was more for him, knowing that he wasn't one for flashier, over the top events. Nevertheless, before actually going through with it, he and James came to an agreement. They'd go to the courthouse and get it officiated but then they'd actually plan a ceremony in advance, one which everyone they cared about would be able to be there.
They only needed two witnesses, in their case Lily and Alastair's father, but there were certainly more than plenty there. It seemed that a hoard of people were ready to get married though Alastair couldn't really blame them, it was about time this happened.
James being the dork that he was, practically attached himself like an octopus to Alastair after they were outside again and the affair was finished. He was dripping with joy and Alastair couldn't help but roll his eyes fondly and chuckle over the entire thing. Though he had never thought of marriage as something important, Alastair couldn't help feel the jovial nature of James seep into him as well. He had to admit, there was a certain elation to being able to actually call James his husband as well.
As promised, Alastair had called Roxy the moment he was able to detach himself from James. She'd of course congratulated him but also warned him of Kenton's reaction. When he'd told him, his older brother had hung immediately, hence how Roxy had become the courier between them.
Now for the first time in over a week Alastair was able to talk to Kenton.
"You know I'm still mad at you, right?" muttered Kenton sulkily.
"And do you know you're forty-six now? Honestly, you're being very childish," Alastair sighed.
"So? You promised!"
"And I am sorry, alright? It was very spur of the moment okay? And if it makes you feel any better, I've agreed to have a ceremony later on. It will probably be a few months from now just to make sure everyone can come and to make sure everything is prepared."
"Really? You sure you won't decide to just have it spontaneously the next day?"
Alastair rubbed his eyes tiredly as he tried to think of something to say and finally said, "I have no idea how this is going to work since we won't actually be getting married. Been there done that. But would you like to be my best man?"
"Wait, you're serious!?" cried Kenton excitedly.
Knowing full well that he probably looked like a puppy dog right now and had already forgiven him with those words, Alastair shook his head, exasperated. "Completely. Who else would I trust?"
"I don't know, Roxy?"
"That is a good point. Never mind Kenton, I better go—"
"Hey you already went back on one promise! You can do that on this one too!"
"Fine, fine," Alastair replied, pretending to remain serious and annoyed. "If I must."
"Yes! Thank you! I love you forever, just remember that!" Kenton said and Alastair became extremely happy the conversation was over the phone. He was positive his brother would have tackled him. "Wait! So am I the best man or like, the man of honor? Cause who's the girl in this?"
"You know what? I will choose Roxy."
"No please don't! I'm sorry okay? I was just joking," Kenton begged.
Alastair was tempted to mess with him a bit more but resisted that urge, reminding himself that he had already broken the promise of Kenton being there no matter what. "Fine, you can be my best man. Just no more jokes."
"Agreed. So since you're already married are you going to have…like…a stag party or what?"
"Only if you plan on drowning me at it."
"I'll take that as a noooo."
"Yes, definitely a no."
"What if I planned a stag party for James though…."
"Do what you want. I honestly don't care. I will do the sensible thing though and sleep."
"Party pooper," muttered Kenton. "So who has James picked for maid of honor or best man?"
"I don't know but probably Lily."
"Awesome! So I know who to get in contact with for details!"
"Now don't try to blow this out of proportion—"
"If you didn't want that, you shouldn't have picked me for your best man. Talk to you later brother. Bye!"
Alastair rolled his eyes and wondered what he had gotten himself into.
As it was later decided, the wedding ended up being in February. It was the earliest they could plan it so that everyone was able to be together. It was held in doors at Alastair's family estate. Though certainly not the biggest ceremony ever put together, it was definitely larger than Alastair would have planned and he was thankful they had simply done the simple thing and gotten a certificate first.
Nevertheless, it was interesting how a place that had never really felt like home now housed the best day of his life. Actually several amazing days now that he thought about it thanks to James.
Lily, of course James had chosen her for his maid of honor, and Kenton had gone all out with their duties. Even James had said they didn't have to go to the extremes that they did, it was only a ceremony after all, but neither seemed to have heard him.
They'd gone with traditional black and white palettes for everything and had flowers put everywhere. Streams of white silk had been draped across the ceiling giving the entire space a very airy and cloud like feel. Lily had managed to get her girlfriend Susan over for the event so besides those two, Kenton, Nnenna, Roxy, Alastair's father, Christina, Vincent, and a few other relatives of the Morton's family were there. So ultimately, not that large. There weren't any others that either would want to have at their event, but it was certainly flashy.
It didn't help that Lily and Kenton had also planned on throwing confetti on both of them after it was done. They'd just kissed when the two threw the mass out.
James had started laughing uncontrollably, his head against Alastair's chest to attempt to hide the blush that had spread across his cheeks. Even when it was over, Alastair had kept a near constant smile. It was the longest that he'd held one and even though his cheeks hurt afterwards, he didn't want to let go of the grin after it was over.
During the dinner, Alastair couldn't help but lean over and whisper, "You know, I have to say this is a step up from what you were wearing when we got married."
"What? I liked getting married in my jeans and shirt," laughed James. He kissed Alastair on the cheek and grabbed his hand, pulling him closer. "Thank you."
"For what?"
"For being you," James simply replied, kissed him on the lips, and then dragged him to the cake.
Of course Kenton and Lily had gone all out on the thing and neither had any idea how it would be finished, even with the amount of people there. Funnily enough, despite the traditional decorative pieces and flowers surrounding it, on the top were to figures that were not actual grooms but figures of two different James Bond.
"Really?" asked Alastair as he gave a pointed glance to Kenton. "You had to go there didn't you?"
"Of course," Kenton said with a grin, only a few in the room not fully understanding the reference.
"Well I don't care as long as I get to be Sean Connery," James replied with a grin.
Alastair rolled his eyes at that. "I'm just now afraid of what you picked out for the music."
"Just wait and see," Lily said mischievously as she seemed to pop up from nowhere. "It's the perfect mix!"
"I highly doubt that," muttered Alastair as James playfully elbowed him in the side.
"I'm sure whatever it is we'll love it," James said. "Won't we honey?"
"Well if you like it I suppose I'll have to as well," Alastair muttered with an exaggerated sigh.
"You all talk to much," Nnenna put in, stopping their discussion. "Go on and cut the cake."
"I think that's an excellent idea," Roxy said happily. "Besides, I think Vincent is starving for some cake."
AN: Also, it won't be the next chapter but does anyone have any suggestions for the honeymoon?
