Iris

by Starysky205

Warning: Major character death. This is an au where Evan's way of dealing with his depression is very different from the one in cannon, he meets Connor earlier, and they both proceed to be terrible influences on one another. Contains suicide idealization, you've been warned

10. X

I regret this so much, but damn if I won't see it through

All I know about Vegas is what TV series have told me, so there's that

I'm so glad no one is actually reading this

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X. Or the moment of truth in your lies

They're high on a feeling that they can't voice, it fills their entire being like a wave of warmth and excitement, and their voices are laugh laced, and their eyes are bright, and they feel like floating.

They find a place that doesn't ask any questions, buy a pair of cheap rings, it doesn't really matter; they don't need something to last more than a few months.

Connor tells the priest that they have their own vows, and he glances back at Evan, who had always been the better with words of the two, and he's smiling at Connor softly, pleasantly surprised that Connor remembers that he always wanted to do original vows, if he ever got married.

"When I imagined getting married, I never pictured this, but now, I can't think of any other way, or anyone else, I'd rather share this moment with"

And there are many unsaid parts, things that he's shown daily, through actions and words, through caring, and worrying, and understanding, and loving.

"I never thought I would get something like this, and I'm so glad that out of everyone in the world, I'm marrying you"

Maybe, if their meeting had been any different, if they're minds were any better, this would've happened much later, surrounded by people, or maybe not at all. Maybe the only way for them to get close is by sharing this one thing in common, maybe Connor would've never approached Evan, maybe Evan would've never gotten over Zoe; maybe they would've both found some moment to try again, and maybe they would've succeeded.

But the maybes and the what ifs don't matter anymore, because this is the life they're living, the life they'll leave behind; and when the priest tells them to kiss they meet halfway, and it doesn't fix things, it barely even changes anything at all, because they both loved each other this whole time, and they've known, but now they are free to show it.