The sun was nowhere to be seen. Small droplets of water poured down from the sky, not particularly hard but hard enough that no one wanted to stand outside in their nice and expensive clothing. For some reason, everyone was surprised by this. As if Jason had not specifically warned all of them that Gotham City was rainy all the time anyway, but it was extra rainy in April. Jason stood, with his shoulder against the window sill scowling out the window.
"Damn good day for a wedding," he said, sarcasm dripping from his every word. He had both hands in the pockets of his suit pants. Despite how cloudy it was, bright light still shone through the window directly into Jason's face. He had to squint in order to look out into the storm.
When they'd booked the wedding, they'd wanted it outside. It was beautiful, in the suburbs of Gotham right next to the beach. It would've been a fairy tale. Dick hadn't wanted to travel, so they were only an hours drive away at a romantic resort.
"Oh shut up, Jason." He turned around to see Tim walking out of the bathroom. He was adjusting his bow tie and scowling at Jason. "If you tell Dick on his big day 'I told you so' someone is probably going to punch you in the face." He didn't have on his suit jacket yet and one of his shoes was still untied.
Jason turned around completely, laughing a bit at Tim. "Isn't the wedding supposed to be the bride's big day?"
Tim smirked. "At a normal wedding maybe," he said. "But Kori is pretty far south of normal."
He was right of course. This wedding was talk of the century. The guest list was so extreme, Bruce rented out the whole hotel and everyone still had to double up on rooms. Hence Jason and Tim's uneasy boarding situation. Tim should've been boarding with Stephanie, but neither of them wanted to admit they were 'not-so-secretly' dating. And Jason bitched and bitched and bitched, but he very secretly had no room to talk. He and Barbara were in the same boat, except that they were actually very sneaky about it. The only one who knew was probably Bruce and Jason very much doubted that he cared who Jason fucked.
But, the two had agreed that come night time, they'd each go home with another girl. Neither had disclosed which girl, and neither were going to. But Jason told Tim he could have the hotel room, and unbeknownst to Barbara, Jason planned on sleeping there tonight.
Once she was drunk, and he was certain she would be by the end of the reception, he doubted she'd mind. He actually quite doubted she'd be able to keep their little fling a secret when she was drunk.
Jason turned to look out the window once more. "You almost done, Timmy?" he asked, not looking at Tim. "We're going to be late for the pictures."
"You know you can actually leave the room without me, right?" Tim asked, hunching over his own legs so as to tie his shoe, his bow tie still untied and his jacket slung over the chair.
Jason laughed, turning once more and walking away from the window this time. "But if i did that people might forget how much we love each other." He picked Tim's jacket up off the chair and threw it over his head before walking to the bathroom.
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"Ladies and gentleman, may I introduce you to the new Mr. and Mrs. Grayson!"
The huge ballroom erupted with applause as Kori and Dick entered the room. They were holding hands and laughing and looking around but mostly at each other. Jason was impressed with how happy they looked. Kori was quite a sight in her wedding dress, and Dick didn't have his usual goofy grin one but a real smile, one that looked like it hurt his cheeks but he just couldn't stop smiling.
They went and they sat down at their big long table and they ate their dinner and then they had their first dance. It was amazing and Jason smiled and he felt this sincere feeling of happiness in the pit of his stomach for his big brother. And for one of his best friends. Over all these years, and all their breakups, they were always meant to be together. Jason had sat at this table, as he was a groomsmen. But now, he was leaning up against the wall with his suit jacket over his shoulder.
"Hey there, handsome, you sure do look lonely." Jason turned to see Barbara Gordon, looking absolutely stunning in her bridesmaid dress. The fabric was a deep purple which stood out brilliantly against her pale skin. It was strapless, cupping her breasts in round, purple ruffles. The creases in the dress wrapped around her waist and formed ruffles in the skirt. It was a short dress, cutting off right about her upper thigh. Her hair was curled in soft, rolling waves that fell over her shoulders. She sat her purple clutch on the wedding party table, moving closer to Jason. He watched the way her legs moved, every curve and muscle accentuated by her purple velvet pumps.
Jason smiled his million dollar smile. "And you sure do look beautiful," he said, refraining from grabbing her waist and pulling her to him. They were supposed to be a secret.
Barbara laughed a little bit, because she could tell Jason wanted to touch her. "You might want to hide that sexual tension, there, Boy Wonder," she chuckled, extending one hand towards him. "We're supposed to be more secretive than Tim and Steph." Her teeth were perfectly white and perfectly straight, framed by her wine colored lips.
He looked at her extended hand, and reached to take it. "What exactly are you doing?" he asked.
"You're a groomsmen, and I'm a bridesmaid," she said, which was very little explanation. "Aren't we supposed to dance?"
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This 30 day challenge should be more like a 30 year challenge honestly and I am so sorry. I think the format changes I made are okay, but I sure would appreciate someone letting me know that that's true.