Today's prompt comes from Oceanson and he wants a oneshot where Wes and Jerry get married. I'm not so fond of the couple so this is how I followed the prompt but with my own twist ;)
PS. I have a tumblr now which is mainly to introduce various Warblers I've made up to you in a better way. So if you are interested the adress is eraman's warblers (in one word and without ' ).
Wes was sitting in his position as chairman in the Warbler Hall. Listening to Blaine and Kurt going on and on about something that he thought was very boring and not relevant for the Warblers at all. Wes wouldn't usually be this cranky but he hadn't gotten any sleep last night because he had been comforting Kurt about Blaine being in love with this Jeremiah guy and about the spectacle that was the GAP Attack. Wes was aware of Kurt saying something about a performance before everything went black.
The church was a quite fun sight to see because it was littered with boys and just a few girls and women so far. Wes was so nervous he was shaking. He and Jerry had decided to walk down the aisle together. Wes had to smile. He remembered the first time they kissed. They had both been stuck in New York because of a snow storm and they had gone to a small café for breakfast and then skated some. Wes got to show Jerry that he wasn't the Bambi he was the first time they went out on the ice… then they came home to Wes' place and they just kissed. Well Wes nearly fell over and Jerry had to catch him and then it just clicked. Oh the day afterwards was hilarious. It started with them posting their relationship on Facebook and it went from there…
December 25th 2015
Jerry and Wes were snuggled up together on the couch. Wes' head was still hurting from the fall he had yesterday and Jerry was determent to keep his boyfriend resting… no matter how much work it took. Wes was a horrible patient because he refused to show that he was hurt or sick. God knows how many times the Warblers had forced him to bed over the years when he was about to pass out. The kid was like a bloody terrier! He never showed that he was sick unless he was near death. They were snuggled up on the couch, Wes resting his back to Jerry's chest. Wes was sitting in between Jerry's legs and was resting his back to his chest, leaning his head on Jerry's shoulder. Jerry had his legs on either side of Wes, his arms around the younger man and resting his head on Wes'. They were having Wes' laptop beside them on the table, on and with Skype signed in. It was just a matter of time after all. Both of them were still in pajamas and just snuggling. They didn't have to wait long for Wes' Skype to start ringing. It was Nathan and Mitch. Jerry smiled and pressed: "answer call".
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF MY BABY!" was the first thing Nathan roared when the call connected.
"Hi Nate", Wes and Jerry said at the same time.
"OH DON'T YOU HI ME JONSTON!"
"I said hi too", Wes said.
"I'll deal with you later baby", Nathan said softly. "JONSTON HOW DARE YOU MOLEST MY BABY?!"
"First of all he's not your baby anymore Nate he's mine", Jerry teased. "Second of all he's 24."
"HE'S ALWAYS GONNA BE MY GACK!" The last was an exclamation from Mitch putting a scarf around Nathan's throat and holding it tightly.
"Do you mind I'm having a headache here", he told his fiancé. "Anywho we just wanted to call and say congratulations for your new relationship and we are happy for you."
"Thank you Mitch", Jerry and Wes said and Mitch ended the call. It continued that way after that call. Their brothers and sisters, well in Wes' case, called them up to ask them a million questions and the new couple answered them all. It was most hilarious to listen to Otto, very much like Nathan, yelling at Jerry for molesting their baby. Wes protested wildly, as did Jerry but were ignored. The only one not expressing any confusion, shock or anger was Mark. He just looked at them and said:
"Should it really have taken you this long?"
June 6th 2016
Wes looked at himself in the mirror once again. He was 25 by now and Jerry 31. Some of Jerry's family members were not happy about this union because of the boys' sexuality and the age gap. Wes and Jerry couldn't care less. Wes felt a hand slip into his and he smiled at Jerry's reflection over his shoulder. Jerry smiled at him and kissed the top of his head.
"Well let's go then", Jerry said and Wes nodded. When they joined the rest of the bridal party they had to chuckle because other than Justine being part of it there were only boys there. Jerry's bestman was Mark and Wes' was Thad. Jerry's groomsmen other than Mark was Austin and Brad. For Wes it was Justine and Mitch. He had to flip a coin because he'd loved to have the Everetts or Otthan but he couldn't choose between the four so he chose Justine and Mitch instead. Justine was grinning wide, she was actually wearing a suit as well and looked as amazing as always.
"Ready", Mark asked and the two grooms nodded and they headed into the church. Now Wes wasn't religious at all but Jerry's family was… some of them and Wes agreed to have the ceremony in the church. Other than their mothers, Wes' sister and Ma Trixie there were only men in the church.
Since these are Warblers we talk about there was a lot of music involved in the wedding ceremony and just very little about God and Christianity's view of the "holy matrimony". Wes and Jerry wasn't even listening that much to the priest. They only listened and repeated what they had to say when they got there. The whole ceremony was over quite fast actually and then they headed for the reception.
At the reception there were much laughter and joy. The Warblers from Wes' time at Dalton shared memories about him as did the ones form Jerry's time. Austin, Brad and Otto even went as far as to get him a copy of the whistle he had used as chairman. To Wes chagrin, but they gave him a gavel and said he could always use it to crush the whistle… or for something else like say whacking Jerry with it if he ever used the whistle? When the bestmen held their speeches Mark caused Jerry to bawl like a baby because of everything he told him of how much he meant to him. Then it was Thad's turn. He talked about how Wes had saved his life on more than one occasion and the lives of a lot of the Warblers. He talked about how much Wes meant to everyone in the room and for Dalton itself. Wes had actually cried when Thad told him that it was thanks to him that Thad was standing there as the man he was today. Thad then turned to Jerry and thanked him for being the one to get Wes to come out of hiding in the first place and the rest of Wes' Warblers agreed because without Jerry that would never have been a Big Brother Wes in the first place. Thad got a hug from the newlyweds and then sat down. But before they could continue to eat Mitch stood up.
"I got a question recently", he said and smiled. "How would I describe Wes when he was at Dalton? Well I didn't find the right words to do it… but I thought of the perfect song for it. I may be a little out of practice but… I'm gonna do it anyway."
With that Mitch hurried onto the stage and disappeared behind the curtain. It wasn't until now that Wes noticed that all of his older brothers were gone… well everyone that was taller than 180 centimeters had left. The rest of the people whispered back and forth and then the curtains were pulled aside and onstage was a copy of the Warbler Hall. Wes and Jerry noticed the tallest former Warblers walk around or stand in groups while Mitch in a black wig was standing in the middle, looking really small. All men onstage were dressed in Dalton uniform.
"Oh God", Jerry chuckled because he realized Mitch was supposed to be Wes. Wes just shook his head. Mitch looked around as music started and he started singing:
Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water.
So they say, their subsequent fall was inevitable.
They never stood a chance; they were written that way
Innocent victims of their story.
Mitch scratched his head before jumping onto a chair, trying to get taller while the others moved around him.
Like Romeo and Juliet,
'Twas written in the stars before they even met
That love and fate and a touch of stupidity
Would rob them of their hope of living happily.
The endings are often a little bit gory.
I wonder why they didn't just change their story.
We're told we have to do what we're told, but surely
Sometimes you have to be a little bit naughty.
The others started to dance around him in beat to the music.
Just because you find that life's not fair, it
Doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it.
If you always take it on the chin and wear it,
Nothing will change.
Even if you're little you can do a lot, you
Mustn't let a little thing like 'little' stop you.
If you sit around and let them get on top, you
Might as well be saying you think that it's OK,
And that's not right.
The bigger men grabbed his arms and hoisted him off the chair and Mitch walked around as he sang next part and the others danced or did gymnastics.
Cinderella, in the cellar,
Didn't have to do much as far as I could tell.
Her Godmother was two thirds fairy.
Suddenly her lot was a lot less scary.
But what if you haven't got a fairy to fix it?
Sometimes you have to make a little bit of mischief.
Just because you find that life's not fair, it
Doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it.
If you always take it on the chin and wear it,
Nothing will change.
Even if you're little you can do a lot, you
Mustn't let a little thing like 'little' stop you.
If you sit around and let them get on top, you
Might as well be saying you think that it's OK,
And that's not right.
And if it's not right, you have to put it right.
When singing the next part Mitch walked around and gave "orders" that the others followed, showing them that Wes ruled even when he was littlest.
In the slip of a bolt, there's a tiny revolt.
The seeds of a war in the creak of a floorboard.
A storm can begin with the flap of a wing.
The tiniest mite packs the mightiest sting.
Every day starts with the tick of a clock.
All escapes start with the click of a lock.
If you're stuck in your story and want to get out,
You don't have to cry; you don't have to shout.
'Cause if you're little, you can do a lot, you
Mustn't let a little thing like 'little' stop you.
If you sit around and let them get on top, you
Won't change a thing.
Just because you find that life's not fair, it
Doesn't mean that you just have to grin and bear it.
If you always take it on the chin and wear it,
You might as well be saying you think that it's OK.
And that's not right.
And if it's not right, you have to put it right.
But nobody else is gonna put it right for me.
Nobody but me is gonna change my story.
Sometimes you have to be a little bit naughty.
At the end Mitch sat down on that chair again and everyone laugehd and cheered for him. Especially his own husband, Justine and the newlyweds. Mitch and the other boys bowed to the audience. Wes felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Wes", Jerry said and Wes looked at him. "Wake up."
"What?" Wes asked in confusion.
"Wes wake up", Wes heard a voice say and he opened his eyes and noticed everyone in the room stare at him, some in worry.
"What", he asked.
"You fell asleep", Thad said gently. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine", Wes said. He then looked at Kurt and Blaine. "I think we should do the Lonely Hearts Dinner."
"Why", Nick asked. Wes smiled.
"I just think it's a good idea", he said and Kurt and Blaine grinned and hurriedly left to get in contact with Kurt's friends at McKinley. When they were gone Wes' smile turned into a smirk.
"Why are we really doing this", David asked.
"Because David", Wes said before he sang:
Sometimes you have to be a little bit naughty.
"What?" David asked confused.
Sometimes you have to make a little bit of mischief.
Bada bing!
Here you go, feel free to send me request by review or pm ;) And I'll see what I can do about it :D
sukeevo - Are you talking about oneshot or multichapter story that doesn't really have to do with the oneshots?
Sarah - You mean at the end of BBW right? I don't imagine having Wes getting shot at the end of LBW ;)
Tori - Thank you :D