Their one month in Italy ended up becoming six weeks in Italy. Waking up and not having to go to work was just…so good. They spent some time in Rome after about three weeks on the Amalfi Coast, making their way up north until they reached Milan. Of course, they had to go to one of the fashion capitals of the world while they were there. It was Tweek's one big request, so how could Craig say no?
"Do you think people will be mad we took an extra couple of weeks?" Tweek asked, hand holding onto Craig's as they sat in their Uber on the way back from the airport. The sound of his husband's thoughtful hum made Tweek's eyes close, head dropping to his shoulder as he listened to the rain hit the windows of the car.
"I don't think they mind, baby," Craig finally muttered. Leaning down, he pressed a kiss to the top of Tweek's hair. "I let Tricia know when we decided, and she was more than okay to remain the boss."
"Are you going to have to fight her for your office?"
"Possibly, but I always reign victorious in any argument or fight we have."
"Because you're tall."
"I-well-not exactly-but-"
"Nice try," Tweek giggled, patting Craig's chest lightly. "It's cause you're tall and strong."
The rest of the ride to Craig's place was quiet, Tweek having fallen asleep and Craig looking out the window as he reminisced on the feeling of his husband asleep against his side. Sure, they share the same bed all the time, but there was always something so calming and different about Tweek leaning against him to sleep. As they pulled up the Juniper Residences, Craig shook Tweek lightly to wake him up.
"C'mon, sleepy head," He teased. "We're home."
Tweek blinked.
Craig's never referred to his place as home. Sure, he says "I'm going home" after work sometimes, but he's never referred to it as home to Tweek.
It made his stomach flutter with an odd excitement and a smile grace his lips as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Grabbing their suitcases from the back, they bid their driver farewell before making their way inside. The lobby had been rearranged slightly after getting a fresh coat of paint, Tweek looking around slowly as he tried to take everything in. He still felt out of place in this building, but he was starting to get used to coming around. The girls that worked behind the desk were always so welcoming to him and always willing to talk fashion with him if they weren't busy. Speaking of the girls, they gave them both a wave as they continued on to the elevator, Tweek yawning as he pressed the twentieth floor.
"I can't wait to sleep in your bed."
"Not even your own bed?"
"Well," Another yawn. "Your bed is comfier than mine." Tweek spoke through his yawn, Craig smiling at the simple notion as the elevator dinged.
"That it is." Craig mumbled. As he pushed opened the door, he couldn't help but smile as he noticed a few changes…thanks to Bebe.
It took a minute, but Tweek noticed it too.
"Are those my plants?"
"Huh? Oh!" Craig lifted the succulent, trying to hide his smile. "It looks like it, huh?"
"I didn't…leave that rain jacket here…," He pointed to the jacket on the hook, eyebrows furrowed as he looked around. "…or my coffee maker?!"
Craig chewed on his lip as he made his way down the hall to the bedroom, pushing their suitcases along as Tweek noticed more and more of his items scattered throughout the apartment.
"Weird!" Craig responded finally. Tweek shoved passed him suddenly, rushing towards the closet and tugging it open. A bright light illuminated the room, Tweek's eyes widening as his jaw dropped. Slowly taking a few steps forward, he looked around at the walk-in closet.
"…What did you do?" His voice was quiet as he spoke, turning to look at Craig with tear filled eyes.
"I needed a bigger closet if I wanted to fit your things here."
"B-But I don't-"
"Live here…I know," Craig cupped Tweek's face in his hands, smiling down at him. "But I can't have my husband living all the way down in SoHo…so I had your things brought here."
"You what?! B-But my rent-!"
"I paid for it."
"Craig!"
"Tweek," He laughed, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his lips. "I needed a larger closet anyways."
Pulling back, Tweek tossed his arms around Craig's neck and held on tight as he squeezed his eyes shut. This was such a surprise, such a wonderful thing to come…well, home to!
But-
"Bebe…"
"What about her?"
"Is she…we-we've never lived with anyone but each other here! We lived on our own before we met one another and moved in after a year of being friends! I-I don't think she'll be fine on her own!"
"Babe," Craig ran his fingers through Tweek's hair. "Wendy moved in. She said she was going to tell you when we got back, but we had been emailing back and forth and I…let it slip we eloped and she helped coordinate this so that way you had a nice surprise to come back to. Your shitty bed is still in your room there. She said she'll keep it so we can visit every now and then."
A choked sob escaped Tweek's lips as he grinned, nodding as he felt better knowing Bebe had someone with her.
"O-Okay…okay," He took a look around at the closet, noticing how it was split down the middle with Craig's things on the left and his on the right. But Tweek's shoes took up a majority of the shelves, which he expected, but seeing it in person really put into perspective just how much Tweek has spent on shoes over the years. "How the hell did I afford rent with all my money going to shoes?!" He said through laughter, sniffling as he wiped at his cheeks to get rid of any tears. Craig laughed quietly as he wrapped his arms around Tweek from behind.
"I love that your passionate about fashion, you know that." His voice was quiet as he pressed light kisses to Tweek's shoulder, holding on tight as he closed his eyes. Craig-even now-was still so afraid of Tweek slipping away. Sure, their relationship moved…really fast. But…Tweek was his everything, his sunshine, his best friend, the love of his life. He was always so afraid that he'll change his mind or realize that even months after rehab, Craig still has night terrors about his relapse. Realize that Craig has a lot of things to work on still and he isn't the perfect CEO that magazines and the New York business world has made him out to be.
"Hey…you okay?"
Craig blinked his eyes open, stars momentarily spotting his vision from the force that he squeezed his eyes together.
"Huh? Yeah," He straightened his back, clearing his throat as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm fine."
A gentle touch met his hand, fingers lacing with his as he looked down at the knot their hands made.
"Craig," Tweek leaned his forehead against his chest, free hand wrapping around to rest on the small of Craig's back as Tweek closed his eyes. "I'm right here…I always will be."
It took a moment, but the words sunk into Craig's skin and made him feel breathless…weightless, even. Carefully, he removed his hand from Tweek's and hugged him close. As his cheek rested lightly on the blonde curls near him, Craig felt a sense of serenity wash over his body as he let out a shaky breath.
"Thank god for that."
Waking up for work the next day was…not fun. Blinking his eyes open, Tweek hummed quietly as Craig still laid half on top of him. He pressed a kiss to the shoulder near his face, fingertips running up and down his bareback lightly.
"You gotta move."
"Nnngh…no."
"C'mon, honey," Tweek laughed, snuggling into the bed more despite his words. "We got work today."
"I'm not ready to go back."
"I'm not either, but just think…we're married now. I'll sit in your office and do some work if you want today. Keep you company."
Craig turned his head to face him as he hummed in thought, one eye open as he looked at his husband. Tweek couldn't help but giggle at his sleep tossled hair.
"That sounds heavenly."
So, they got ready for work, but it was their first time getting ready for work as husbands. They took turns showering but ended up brushing their teeth together before moving to get dressed. They bounced outfit ideas off of one another before settling and moving towards the kitchen. Craig worked on making them bagels while Tweek brewed some coffee to enjoy, both sitting at the island and talking quietly amongst themselves as they ate. Then Stan drove them both into work that morning, welcoming them back to the states and the work world as they tried to shake the jet lag from their bodies. It wasn't so bad coming back, but it still affected them, nonetheless.
"Do you think I could get Tricia to attend any meetings I have today?" Craig asked as they rolled up to the building. Tweek snorted quietly as he climbed out of the car.
"Probably not, big guy. Clients are expecting you, ya know, and I'm sure you gave everyone quite the surprise these past six weeks with Tricia greeting them."
The feeling of Craig's hand resting on the small of his back made Tweek smile, looking up at his husband as they walked towards the office building.
"I know, kitten," Stealing a kiss, Craig couldn't help but smile as he held the door open for Tweek. "Just a thought."
As Tweek opened his mouth to speak, he immediately snapped it back shut as he looked away from Craig and forward into the lobby. The entire room was filled with chairs and flowers, an archway stationed by the receptionist desk with a beautiful red carpet running from the altar all the way down to the front door. Tricia was standing in the archway with Bebe, Wendy, Clyde, Jimmy, and Token, the five of them grinning as Tricia held her arms out.
"Well?!
"What the hell is all this?!" Craig called out. He had a hunch as to what it was…but he wanted to hear his sister say it.
"You think you can run away and just elope in Italy?! Nuh uh! I gotta see my brother get married some way somehow!"
He was seriously wracking his brain trying to think of what to say, but Craig found nothing as he just simply smiled a bit after letting out a breathless laugh.
"How long have you been here doing this?"
"We started last night and just finished like twenty minutes ago," Bebe said. "Just had to wait for you two at this point."
"We-we don't have proper attire! When I-I picked my outfit today I didn't think I was getting married!" Tweek breathed out. His fingers tugged lightly at his curls as his brain rapidly tried to think of something to wear, but Bebe just grinned at her best friend before easing his fingers out of his hair.
"You think I'd let you walk down the aisle without something stunning to wear? Not a chance, babe. C'mon!"
Everything was happening so fast, but Tweek didn't seem to mind as he was tugged off by Bebe, Tricia, and Wendy. He waved to Craig as he was whisked away, the taller man waving back as Clyde elbowed his side.
"Let's go, stud muffin, you gotta get married…again."
It was nearly noon now and things were starting to come together.
Tweek was surprised when his parents walked through the door of Bebe's office, throat tight with emotion as he apologized profusely for getting hitched in Italy without telling them.
"Tweek, that was your special moment with Craig. That's why we're having a little wedding now!" His mother laughed, kissing his forehead as she rubbed a hand up and down his back.
"Dad?" He eventually whispered, Richard awfully quiet despite having an opinion on almost everything.
"…You look stunning, Tweek."
The words meant so much, yet were so simple, and Tweek couldn't seem to stop smiling as he wrapped his arms around his dad.
Meanwhile, Craig was pacing around his office while Clyde, Jimmy, Token, and Damien sat on the couch.
"Are you nervous?" Damien eventually asked, pouring himself a glass of whiskey once Token passed the bottle over to him.
"Yes. Why, should I not be?"
"You're already married to the kid." Clyde choked out as he coughed a few times from the whiskey.
"Yeah but…I want this to be perfect for him, ya know?"
"But not yourself?" Token said with a raise of his eyebrow.
"Look, I'm happy with what we did in Italy. But this…having you guys, the girls, his parents, Phillip," Craig looked down at the ice in his glass as he paused, smile pulling at his lips. "That means the world to him."
The door suddenly opened, everyone looking over to see who was entering. With a smile on their faces, Laura and Thomas walked in with champagne in their hands. Maite poked her head out of Laura's purse, the sight making Craig's face light up.
"Oh, my handsome man!" Laura gasped. Standing on her tiptoes, Laura brought Craig's face down to press what felt like a million and one kisses to his cheek.
"Aye, mama!" Craig whined, but a grin was sprawled across his face as he picked his cat up out of her bag. She immediately climbed up to rest on his shoulders, her purr loud in his ear as he scratched under her chin.
"I'm sorry, Gordo, but I'm just-" She swallowed hard as she looked over her son. "…I'm just so happy for you."
Shoulders relaxing, Craig smiled at his mom before looking at his dad.
"What about you, Thomas?"
Thomas chuckled at the use of his first name, walking over and adjusting Craig's tie for him.
"You never could keep these damn things straight," He muttered. Placing his hands on Craig's arms, he gave them a squeeze as he smiled. "But that's just you…crooked ties and all."
It felt like the wind left his body as his dad spoke, Craig nodding slowly as his jaw clenched.
To hear his dad speak like that…to basically use his tie as a way to say 'I accept you'…it made his body tingle. His eyes darted to look at Damien who chatted idly with the guys.
Craig almost destroyed what little relationship he had with his dad all because he loved Damien. But here he was: about to marry (again) the actual love of his life…and his dad was giving him his blessings.
In his thirty-eight years of life, Craig has never wanted anything more.
"…Thanks dad."
The makeshift altar greeted Craig as he came downstairs with everyone, the rest of the office seated in their chairs already and talking amongst themselves. Blinking as he looked around, Craig swallowed hard as he took his place. However, his father stood next to him so he'll be in the middle of him and Tweek.
"Dad, what are you-?"
"Who do you think your sister got to ordain this wedding?"
"…Wait-you-you can-?!"
"I got ordained right after you left for Italy…I felt that this would suffice as a nice little wedding gift, don't you think?"
The words 'yes, of course!' were right there at the tip of Craig's tongue, but he simply nodded. He can tell he's going to be emotional the moment he sees Tweek, so it's best to keep himself calm while everyone got into position. For the time being…Craig soaked everything up. He looked at his employees, how they seemed so excited to be attending the wedding for their boss. He looked at Kenny, who gave him his signature cheesy smile and a big thumbs up as his arm sat snug around a blonde guy he didn't recognize near the back of the room. He looked at Davíd, who walked hand in hand with Kyle to join the wedding party line up outside the door. He looked at his mother, who was taking photos of everything from her seat in the front row. Then he looked at his sister, who stood first in line at the door in a beautiful olive-green dress. She looked over to Kenny, who gave her a nod before she looked at Craig.
Well…this was it.
Giving a nod of his head, Craig felt his shoulders relax as Tricia grinned proudly at him.
"Kenny my dear!" Tricia shouted, Craig blinking as she smirked. "Be a dear and cue the music?"
"With pleasure!"
Thomas let out a laugh as music filled the lobby, Craig unable to stop from laughing himself as Tricia looped arms with Jimmy.
My first, the last, my everything
And the answer to all my dreams
The two of them made their way down the aisle, skipping the traditional walk and opting to dance their way down the aisle.
This was a Tucker wedding planned by a Tucker for a Tucker.
Of course it was going to be unique in every way possible!
You're my sun, my moon, my guiding star
My kind of wonderful, that's what you are
As Tricia and Jimmy split to stand in their spots on either side of the altar, Clyde and Token made their way down the aisle next. Again, they opted to dance their way down, grins on their faces as they sang loud enough to make sure Craig could hear.
I know there's only, only one like you
There's no way they could have made two
You're all I'm living for, your love I'll keep forevermore
First, you're the last, my everything
Next were Kyle and Davíd, Kyle laughing as they tangoed their way down the aisle. Seeing Kyle so carefree, so happy…it made Craig smile himself. Considering he always looked so miserable whenever they did business, it was a nice change of pace seeing him have a little life brought back to him. Tricia emailed him his employment papers while he was in Italy.
Craig screamed in excitement when he saw it the next day.
And with you I've found so many things
A love so new, only you could bring
Can't you see it's you? You make me feel this way
You're like a first morning dew on a brand new day
Pip tugged Damien along as he led them in their own little dance, Craig laughing quietly as he watched his ex-boyfriend try to coordinate himself.
Damien never was a great dancer but seeing him try to please Pip…it was heartwarming. And to see Phillip look so healthy and happy compared to how he looked on that magazine cover however many years ago…Craig couldn't help but glance at his sister as a wave of emotion washed over him.
I see so many ways that I
Can love you 'til the day I die
You're my reality, yet I'm lost in a dream
You're the first, the last, my everything
The final couple was Bebe and Wendy, both girls tossing out flower petals as they made their way down the aisle. They looked stunning in their dresses, hair and makeup having been done. They made a beautiful couple, and to see them look at Craig with tear filled eyes already…well, Craig knew he was in for a surprise.
As the girls reached the end of the aisle, they turned to face the crowd.
"All rise!" They shouted together, grins on their faces as they quickly took their place. Bebe stood in the maid of honor spot, looking at Craig for a moment. She watched as he shifted on his feet, breath already shaky as he clasped his hands in front of him.
Yeah…begging Tweek to apply for this position was a good choice.
Craig saw Richard first.
Then his mouth slowly fell open as Tweek walked through the front door with both parents on his arms.
The outfit was gifted by Vogue as a gift, the Alexander McQueen outfit absolutely to die for. Tweek wore a white jump suit that was made entirely of lace, the back cut out and dipping at the small of his back. He wore a vail that was just a classic looking one, but the train…it went on for what felt like forever as it trailed behind Twee kina beautiful wave of fabric. It was sparkly and sheer, but oh so captivating as everyone took photos. His bouquet was made of pink roses, a few baby's breath poking out as well as fern leaves to accentuate the size of the bundle of flowers. His shoes…of course he had to get married in those Christian Louboutin heels Craig gifted him last December!
To put it simply, Craig didn't realize he had tears on his cheeks until Clyde reached over and wiped them away with his tie. Tweek let out a laugh at the notion as they got closer, his mother giving him a hug before sitting next to Laura. He then turned his attention to his dad, Richard smiling as Craig took a few steps forward to meet them. Looking up, Richard put a hand on Craig's shoulder as he let Tweek's arm go.
"…You have no idea how happy you make my son."
Craig swallowed the emotions consuming him at the moment, a toothless smile the only thing he could think to respond with as Tweek grabbed his hand.
"H-He does, dad…he knows." He whispered. Richard chuckled quietly as he gave a nod of his head before moving to sit with his wife, Craig letting out a shaky breath as he led Tweek to stand with him at the altar. Once they were situated, Thomas gave a nod to everyone to signal they could be seated.
Craig took the opportunity to finally speak.
"Fuck, you look stunning." He whispered just loud enough for Tweek to hear.
But Thomas heard it, too. He watched as Tweek's face broke out into a bright smile, hearing him whisper back, "And you look so handsome."
The room fell into a comfortable silence. Thomas just took the moment to watch the two men in front of him, their chemistry and love for one another contagious at this point.
"Now…I'd say we're gathered here today to wed you two, but you already went and did that in Italy,"
Tweek let out a giggle as Craig bit his lip to stop from laughing, ignoring how of course his father had to start out everything with a joke.
"But…in all seriousness…I have never met a couple more fitting for one another than you two. To say I'm excited to ordain this wedding is an understatement, considering I'm marrying you in the company that I have built from the ground up. The company that passed onto my son to keep it in the family for as long as I could. The company that-someway somehow-brought you two together in an odd…odd way," Thomas smiled at his son, enjoying how flustered he seems to be despite having spoken in front of people so many times. "Craig…would you like to do the honors in reading your vows first?"
Swallowing hard to wet his dry mouth, Craig gave a nod as he tugged the crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket.
Tweek couldn't help but smile as he saw that all too familiar scribbly handwriting, heart clenching as Craig rubbed the back of his neck.
"I'm forgetful, sorry, I need paper," Craig laughed nervously. Tweek reached forward, grabbing onto his hand to help ground him. He gave an encouraging smile and a nod of his head, because Craig could do this. "…Tweek…I…I-I don't even know where to begin when it comes to talking about you," Craig let out a breathless laugh as tears already filled his eyes. Thankfully, he could spot some in Tweek's eyes as well. "When I looked at you for the first time…I-I saw sunshine. Nothing but sunshine, and-and just pure, genuine kindness. My attempts to woo you…well, I had a lot of help with that. Food was the way to your heart it seems, but…getting to work with you, and-and getting to know you over our time here in this building together…i-it meant the world to me. And when you were there-" Craig's jaw clenched as he gripped harder at Tweek's hand. He didn't think he'd get this emotional, considering last year around this time he was yelling at himself for even having feelings for the man in front of him. But…this was monumental to Craig. "…When you were there…t-to pick me up from rehab after I relapsed on an addiction that wasn't quite out of my system yet…I-I knew I had to be yours forever. To-to forgive me after everything I-I've put you through…to be so patient with me, to be so giving, compassionate, loving, and-and just…everything! I d-didn't know how to tell you just how much I fucking love you…and I still…still don't know how to tell you just how much you mean to me and just how much I adore and love you. I-It'll take some time…but I'll figure out the words eventually…I-I always do over time. We have all the time in the world now, anyways. I love you, Tweek…you…beautiful and wonderful soul."
Tweek let out a soft sob as he grinned up at Craig, letting go of his hand to reach up and wipe at the tears on Craig's face. Bringing his hand up, Craig covered Tweek's with his, holding it there for a moment as he closed his eyes.
It was an intimate moment for sure, but it brought Craig down from the cloud of emotions making him feel so sick and dizzy. He pressed a few kisses to Tweek's palm before he let go, clearing his throat as Thomas rubbed his back lightly.
Craig wasn't very open about his addiction outside of what the tabloids have said about him, so hearing him open up amongst his employees, family, and friends…it was a big deal.
"Tweek?" Thomas said quietly after a moment. The blonde gave a nod before passing his bouquet over to Bebe, his best friend passing the paper he had his vows on over. He looked over the paper for a second before he spoke.
"You're a stubborn, hard-headed man…but it's what made me fall oh so madly in love with you, Craig Tucker. Saying your name used to give me butterflies, which was bad because people would often ask me where I work…and I would say 'for Craig Tucker at TNT'. But I eventually learned to deal with my feelings for you…it took a little while, but I did. But…I-I learned this afternoon that Bebe, Wendy, and Kenny are to blame for us getting trapped in the elevator that day last year…you know, the day I found out you had your nipples pierced," Tweek let out a giggle as Craig smiled, jumping only slightly as Tweek flicked at his chest. Leave it to his husband to brighten up a room in an instant. "But…we didn't need them to figure out that we had something. From the start there was always something there between us. I-I felt so attracted to you. I wanted nothing more than to climb you like a tree, but I also wanted to share everything with you," He glanced over to his parents, mouthing a quick 'sorry' for the crude remark, but Tweek had to! "When those three clowns-" He pointed to Clyde, Token, and Jimmy. "-Saw me do stand up and heard me talk about you…I thought I was going to have to quit and move to Iceland. I chose Iceland because it seems nice enough to escape to if your boss ever found out you did stand-up comedy about him. You did find out…but we just got married, instead," Tweek sniffled as he gripped the paper a little harder. "Finding you t-that night in your apartment…finding out you had relapsed on your addiction…I-I didn't know what to do. I was so scared, so afraid that y-you would never be the same Craig Tucker I fell so fucking hard for…but you proved me wrong. You have a tendency to do that, but I was so glad y-you did. You got so healthy, so much happier, and I-I couldn't be more proud of you for facing this head on and coming out on top," Tweek swallowed hard as he took his bouquet back from Bebe, smile on his face as he made sure to look his husband in the eyes. "I-I love you, Craig…and nothing will ever make me change my mind about that."
Without hesitation, Thomas looked at Craig-and he really looked at him for a moment. His son…who he nearly tossed having any sort of relationship with away…just because he was gay. His son…who overcame addiction twice and still ran his company proudly after the fact the second time.
His son…who learned and grew from his mistakes and has blossomed into the man he's always wanted him to become.
His son…Craig Norman Tucker…who was staring at the love of his life with the brightest eyes he's ever seen.
"Craig," Thomas finally spoke. "Do you take Tweek-again-to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I-I do." Craig practically rushed out, swearing under his breath as he realized they forgot to take their wedding rings off. He grabbed Tweek's hand, tugging the ring off and sliding it back on as he laughed with a huge smile on his face. Tweek couldn't help but laugh as well, looking at Thomas as he spoke once more.
"And do you, Tweek, take Craig to be-"
"Uh huh. I do I do I do I do I do!" He laughed, tugging Craig's wedding band off just to slide it back on. Tweek handed his flowers to Bebe once more, turning to face Craig. Seeing his fingers creep under the bottom of the veil made his heart hammer, face feeling like it was going to split into two at any moment from how wide his smile was.
"Well! By the power vested in me-six weeks ago- I now pronounce you husbands…again! Son?" Craig looked at his dad with the biggest smile Thomas has ever seen. "Kiss your fucking husband." He laughed.
Tweek let out an excited squeal, breath leaving his body as Craig tossed the veil behind his head before taking his face in his hands.
This kiss…it felt better than the first time they got married.
There was applause this time, their friends and families here to celebrate with them as they held onto one another like they would never get to kiss each other again.
The couple pulled away for a moment to breathe but couldn't properly kiss this time due to their inability to stop smiling.
And as Craig pulled back to look at his husband once more, he felt like everything was just right in the world.
Besides…he'll forever have a ray of sunshine in his life from now on.
Isn't he lucky?
NOTE: :')
Only one more chapter!
I'm actually very emotional over the ending of this story. When I started this story December 2018, I was about to travel to Europe and LIVE THERE for four months. I wrote while I was over there to help distract me from my home sickness and the fact I missed my bf so much at the time.
I dealt with a lot of hate because of my characterizations in this story or some of the choices I made in what to write about, but...man, I'm so glad I stuck it out for this story.
I hope you enjoyed this little wedding! I cannot get this Barry White song out of my head for the life of me, so that natural thing to do is to include it in my fanfic I guess!
Until the final chapter! :)