A/N: this is my first one-shot. It's pretty sappy, but I love the idea of this ship and was super happy to write about it. (Hopefully it will inspire others to write about these two.) Without further ado….

Btw, I'm putting this as Young Justice, but it's basically just DC comics in general.

Songfic!

I don't dance

by Lee Brice

Featuring: Damien Wayne / Lian Harper

A/N: Hey, I was recently informed that it was not okay to copy lyrics down. Which makes sense, for copyright reasons. So, if you want to hear or read the song, you'll have to find it on your own. Sorry.

To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness, and in health to love and to cherish from this day forward, as long as we both shall live.

These are the promises we had just made.

I never thought I would be here. Then again, I never thought that I would meet someone as special and as wonderful as the girl in front of me. She was everything that I wasn't and my world would be incomplete without her.

"Do you, Damian Wayne, take Lian Harper to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

I had never been so sure of anything else in my entire life. "I do."

The priest turned to Lian. She looked so beautiful, she always did. She wanted to look like a princess today, and she accomplished it. We had both laughed at how girly and un-Lian it was to be so caught up in the idea. She hadn't really cared about much else in the wedding, if it wasn't for that one request, we would've done this at city hall.

"Do you, Lian Harper, take Damian Wayne to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

She smiles brighter, which I swear could have put stars to shame. "I do."

The priest continues, "By the power vested in me, and as witnessed by friends and family, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

The kiss is sweet and tender. My hands move to her waist and I wish that this moment could last forever.

We head down the aisle toward the limo that will take us to the reception. We pass all of our friends and family. I find my father up front. He looks so proud. I know that when I first came to him when I was ten, he never would have thought this would happen.

I remember telling him that I was going to propose to Lian. Father was not an overly emotional man, but he had wrapped me a hug so fast that it caught me by surprise. "I am so proud of you and so happy that you found happiness."

It was one of the only times in my life that I had cried. Not in front of him, of course, but when I went back to my room and was alone.

I see my brothers and all of our friends and I wonder how I had gotten so lucky. It was funny to think that they all knew about how Lian and I felt about each other even before we did. Dick, especially, had pushed me into seeing how much I cared for her.

I turn my attention back to Lian. She's waving at her father, who is crying. Hopefully happy tears, but I know that he probably wasn't thrilled that she ended up with me.

We make it outside, I open the door to the limo for her. Alfred had come out of the chapel with us to drive. I told him he didn't need to do that, but of course he had insisted. He sat next to Bruce during the ceremony and now he was driving us. It was an honor, according to him.

Lian got into the limo and I paused to tell Alfred thanks once again. He put a hand on my shoulder, "You have grown so much."

We talked in the limo with her resting her head on my shoulder.

"I kind of felt this nervous-excitement during that whole ceremony." She admits and I know exactly what she means.

"Me too." I tell her. I don't tell her that I still feel it. This future we have in front of us gives me that nervous-excitement. Instead, I say, "Seeing you, walking towards me, you took my breath away."

She smiles and jokes, "You clean up nice too."

She laughs and I love that she laughs at her own humor. I lift her face up and kiss her deeply. I feel her bring her hands up, tangling them in my hair.

She pulls away all too soon. "We're here." She says.

"We should have picked a farther place," I mutter.

The reception was beautiful.

"It's time." Lian tells me. "We don't have to, if you don't want to though. It's our day, you know."

"No." I say. "I'll do it."

Her face lights up and I don't regret my decision. I offer her my hand and she takes it. I lead her to the center of the dancefloor. Our first dance as newlyweds.

I wonder if my face is turning red as I suddenly get nerves from the realization that all my friends and family are watching. I calm myself by thinking of Lian.

I'm doing this for her. I would do anything for her.

"It'll be okay." She comforts me. Dang, she reads me so easily.

I give her a reassuring smile and tuck a loose strand behind her ear.

The music starts up. I do what I did during practice. We are in perfect sync, it reminded me of fighting side by side with her.

As we dance, I hold her close, "I love you." I say.

"I love you too."