The boys arrived at the Pin and found a table to sit at. They ordered drinks. "So, Bam, Jess. This is Lily, the guitarist of the band, Burton, the keyboardist and Gas, the drummer. Bam you met Mige, so Mige this is Bam's older brother Jess." Ville introduced them. Nice to meet yous were said and hands were shook. Bam nudged Ville in the side. "What, sweetie?" Ville asked sipping his beer. "Dance with me." Bam smiled persuasively. "No, Bam. I can't dance." Ville shied. "Who cares, Ville. There are a shit load of people on the floor, no one will notice you dancing and there are bound to be other people that can't dance. Like me." Bam tried. Ville sighed downed his drink, then pulled Bam to the dance floor. "Oh, this is going to be good." Jess laughed. Bam and Ville danced like dorks and didn't give a flying fuck. They just enjoyed the attention of each other. They rubbed up against each other and kissed and snuggled. "I'm ready to go back and sit down. How about you?" Bam asked rubbing up against Ville with his hand on his hip. "Yeah." Ville said rubbing his back side against Bam's package. "Okay, let's go." Bam said picking Ville up into his arms. He carried Ville back to their booth and sat down with him in his lap. "So, have you guy figured it out?" Lily asked. "Figured out what?" Jess asked. "Who's going to be the wife and who's going to be the husband?" He laughed. Jess clearly got offended by the comment. But, Ville laughed. "You're drunk!" "So! I'm serious though." Lily laughed himself. "Well, Ville has the fault of looking like a girl, so I say Vil is the wife and BamBam is the husband." Mige roared. That made both Ville and Bam laugh. "What the fuck does it matter to you?" Jess snapped. Everyone at the table fell silent. "Jess, they're joking. They don't mean anything by it." Bam said. "I don't care if they were joking I don't want them talking about you two like that." Jess barked leaving the table.
"I'm sorry about that guys. He's just so use to defending my sexuality." Bam said messing with the seam of Ville's jeans. "Ah, don't think any of it. We were the same way with Ville. It's just heartbreaking to know our little Ville is grown up and got married." Gas fake cried. "Oh stop!" Burton said hitting him in the arm. Everyone started up laughing again. Jess eventually came back and joined them. The group partied up until the Club closed at 5am. Then they all staggered back to Ville AND Bam's flat a few blocks away. Burton, Gas and Lily passed out on the couch, sofa and lazy boy, Mige passed out on the floor of the kitchen, Jess on the coffee table and Bam and Ville in their bedroom. They all passed out with in an hour of getting to the flat and with in 20 minutes of each other.
The party hardy mood for the night had died and faded into the morning hang over. Oh, were they feeling it too. Groans, whines, whimpers, curses and moans all mixed together with the sound of the water foist, glasses knocking each other and the aspirin bottle being open. Bam took Ville a glass of water and an aspirin. "Here, babe." He whispered. Ville took the glass and pill from Bam. "You take yours?" Vile asked popping the pill in his mouth. Bam held up his index finger and thumb, in between them was his aspirin. "Waiting for you." He said. Ville nodded, took the pill and drank half the water before handing it back to Bam. Bam took his and downed the rest of the water. He took the glass to the sink. "You guys okay." Bam said loudly. The bunch groaned at him, throwing their shirts, pillows and shoes at him as he left back to the bedroom. Ville had his head under the pillow with the blankets pulled over that. Bam laid down by his hidden mass in the bed and rubbed his back. "How can you not be hungover, Bam?" Ville mumbled under the pillow. "Oh, I am. But, I took 2 aspirins before I passed out last night. So, it's not that bad." Bam explained. "I would have gotten you to do it to, but you needed to sleep." He said getting under the blankets and pillow with him. Ville put an arm around him, so did Bam. "Tomorrow Baby." He said whispered. "We're getting married." He teared up. "I know, babe." Bam teared up himself. The two of them laid there and cried about the whole thing, before Ape and Anita came to pull them apart, so they could get their suits for the big day.
Bam looked at himself in the multiple mirror. He was in a white long sleeve shirt, gray vest and black blazer with black pants and shoes. He couldn't help but care again as he looked into his mother's eyes in the mirror. "Oh, Brandon." She said crying herself. "I'm so happy, Ape. No one but Ville can understand that. I'm overwhelmingly happy I fell in love with him, he is the best thing my heart and life as ever given me." Bam choked. "I know, sweetie, remember I've married before." Ape smiled. "Yeah." Bam laughed back. "Come on, let's get you back." She said helping him out of him out of his jacket.
Ville stood in his suit, smiling like a damn fool. His suit was different than Bam's. He was in a light pink long sleeve shirt, a dark purple vest and black pants and shoes. "You look perfect, Ville." Anita smiled, clasping her hands together. "Thank you, mum." Ville smiled turning to her. "I'm glad that we moved to America and you and Bam met. I've never seen you so happy in all your life." Anita commented. "So am I?" Ville said looking at his watch. "Oh shit. I'm going to be late seeing the planner at the ceremony place." Ville said pulling off his suit and throwing his street clothes back on then rushing to his meeting place.
