Prompt from otpprompts:
Imagine your OTP's first dance at their wedding. Person A gets misty-eyed despite their best efforts to hold back on the waterworks, and ends up burying their face in Person B's shoulder to hide it as their partner holds them close.
Kiliane rarely cried. That didn't mean she never did, but she was usually pretty good about holding back if she needed to. And right now she really needed to. Everyone was gathered around them, and she could feel all of their eyes on her. She swallowed and blinked, trying to fight them off. It was a losing battle.
So she did the next best thing and simply buried her face into James' shoulder. She felt the vibration of his chest as he gave a low chuckle. His lips ghosted against her ear as he whispered softly.
"That's right, Lola. Never let 'em see you cry. Although I'm not sure that saying saying was suppose to apply to your friends and family on your wedding day."
"Shut up, soldier."
"Aye-aye."
His light-hearted banter had done the trick, though, as she felt the tears stop.
But by then he had wrapped his arms around her so tight, she didn't really feel like moving.