Panels stained in lavender glass stretched from the lilac floor to as tall as the arched beams of indigo wood along the ceiling of the quaint fairy chapel. Featured within the webs of stained glass was a golden star within the circular emblem, centered with a golden crown. Outlines of pink and green representations of the bride and groom had been etched in indigo panels, casting a delicately subtle pink and green glow among the arrays of purples from the pearly glow of afternoon's gleam. Lavender carpet flowed down the aisle, stopping just before the four steps leading up the platform stage where a purple podium sported a golden crown insignia.
A small pool of confirmed attendees took their seats within the purple pews of the chapel, including Blonda and Ruby spotting the god of love and his boyfriend waving them down from the bride's side. Cupid sported a blazer in blush-pink over a white button-up with black trousers and a lilac bowtie, and Binky wore a lilac blazer with a similar button-up and trousers along with a blush-pink bowtie.
"Heyyyyy, Princess!" Cupid merrily greeted as Blonda and Ruby sat beside Binky.
"Hey, Loverboy." Blonda grinned. "I see you two have your matching suits again."
"They are too adorbs!" Ruby gushed in agreeance.
"My idea, of course!" Cupid boasted, circling one arm around Binky's timid shoulders.
"Binky, you ready for graduation?" Blonda wanted to ask.
"As I'll ever be." Binky brushed an awkward strand of his lilac bowl cut, just three weeks shy of receiving his Bachelor's in Dramatic Arts from Fairy Academy.
"I know you have Cupid, but if you ever need a place to crash while you're auditioning in Fairywood…" Ruby extended the offer.
"You have no idea how comfortable her couch is." Blonda spoke from her experience living with Ruby when she first broke into Fairywood. That was, until they'd moved into a two bedroom in which Blonda had agreed to contribute what she could with the small background roles that she'd scored, dipping her foot in the acting industry waters.
Her agent (who happened to also be Ruby's agent) and hater turned supporter, Wendy Wishaimae, had informed her of an upcoming audition for a soap opera pilot that she'd been preparing for. If she landed this role on All My Biceps, she'd be able to relieve Ruby from majority of the financial responsibility.
Ruby observed more guests entering the chapel, including the brother of the groom of whom she'd laid eyes on earlier. He was accompanied by Rose and a fairy with tangerine dreads as they made their way towards the front pews on the groom's side, once again catching his flattering eye. She grinned with twinkling fingers that curled his lips in response, and when her green glass of water took his seat, she couldn't help but notice that he'd left enough space along the pew for another body to occupy.
Perhaps…her body.
"If you'll excuse me." Ruby stood, giving Blonda a crafty wink as she remarked "I'll see you at the reception."
Blonda looked on at the subtle switch in Ruby's hips, floating about four pews down before taking her precious time sitting next to the elder Cosma. Her eyes rolled in a silent laugh at her brother-in-law and best friend sharing flirtatious glances towards each other, and with no idea what was even happening, Binky and Cupid shared quizzical stares before Cupid leaned to face Blonda.
"…the heck is happening?"
"Oh, nothing, just Ruby securing some peen." Blonda spoke as casually as predicting the day's forecast. While Ruby had an age cap in how old she'd go, Blonda knew she was a free spirit, and this was not her first rodeo with older men.
Cupid took another peek at the Wandos 2.0 COO telling some sort of lame joke to make the young actress giggle, looking back to Blonda. "Oooo, that's rich peen, too!"
Conversations died down as the officiant approached the purple podium, dressed in his white and gold priest attire. In T-minus five seconds, the wall clock would strike 4:30 pm, and with all wedding guests in attendance and photographer at the ready, the ceremony commenced.
Surround-sound speakers filled the air with Canyon Pachelbelly's 'Pachelbelly Canon in D,' a melodic piano solidifying the harmonic structure of the musical chord progression throughout the entirety of the composition. As the cello and violas plucked their strings in arpeggio chords, guests faced the back of the chapel where the groom floated through the double doors held open by the ushers.
Flying solo with observant stares focused on him, Cosmo floated down the lavender carpet. Asking himself if there was AC from the sweaty steam radiating from beneath his suit. Though he could count on both hands at the number of attendees, his eyes spotted his older brother giving him a thumbs up of encouragement. Easing the pounding in his chest in remembering where he was supposed to stand once he'd actually reached the end of the altar. Cosmo hovered to the officiant's left before the stairs of the platform stage. Breathing a tight inhale as the flash of the camera distracted him from the racing thoughts in his mind, bringing his attention back to the Best Man entering the chapel.
The violin entered with the main melody as Spike floated down the purple carpet with hands clasped in front. Catching a glimpse of his Rosey blowing him a kiss that he pretended to catch midair, pressing the palm to his cheek with a loving grin. In just another month, he'll be in Cosmo's position. Repeating everything that he'd told the nervous groom to himself, waiting for his lovely bride at the end of the altar. Holding out his fist for Cosmo to bump, it seemed like Cosmo's gears had a pebble stuck or something before his mind registered the gesture. Pressing his fist with Spike's as Spike hovered behind him.
Another violin joined the 1st violin with harmonic accompaniment as everyone watched the Matron of Honor float down the aisle, a bouquet of pink cosmos in her hand. In watching her, Thornton was not blind to the subtle glimpse of a wounded heart behind indigo eyes. He'd been a listening ear to her string of venting messages. Grief-stricken heartache that she'd never dare express to her best friend. Susie knew better than to make this magically special day for Wanda all about her, and while he was glad that she felt comfortable sharing her inner most thoughts with him, it sucked that there wasn't much he could say to make it better. He can't bring Alewandro back.
The groom watched Susie hover to her position at the altar, coyly returning the friendly wave that she'd given him. Sort of ironic considering the text she'd sent him right before they lined up to enter; 'Anything happens to Wanda, fuck around and find out.' Having known her the same length of time as Wanda, part of that was just Susie's dark humor. Another part of that was Susie's promise as Wanda's chosen sister if he screwed up this marriage. His head on a stake? Duly noted.
A dynamic variation of the melody sang through the stereo as the officiant gestured for the guests to all rise. Cosmo's throat instinctively swallowed when his mouth realized the accumulation of saliva, anticipating eyes towards the double doors. Manually instructing his lungs to breathe, a thumping flutter in his ears as a white dress and swirly pink hair came into view…
His sun, his moon, his star…
Wanda.
Floating with a slightly larger bouquet of pink cosmos, her silk train brushed along the purple carpet in delicate waves. The hem of her dress flowing elegantly in her float. The lady of the hour spotted her twin's gleaming beam her way, responding with a grinning wave below the bouquet held in her other hand. She did the same when she caught Rose and Thornton's own admiring smiles, but when her eyes focused on the altar, her cheeks started to hurt from her surmounting joy. Suppressing the urge to giggle aloud at the flabbergast flashed in those green eyes that she'd loved for the last eight years. That she'll have to love for the rest of eternity.
Her light, her peace, her breath…
Cosmo.
Violins, violas, cellos, and piano faded in the stereo when the bride met the groom at the altar, and the officiant motioned for all guests to be seated. Cosmo couldn't see if everyone had already taken their seats, for he saw her and no other. Soaking in the full-front view of his beloved bride, overcome with admiration in his hushed breath…
"…you're so beautiful…"
Mascara blinked back gratified tears threatening to ruin the face that'd taken a solid hour to perfect. Giving her bouquet to her Matron of Honor before turning back to her gracious groom, responding in her own quiet whisper "…you're so handsome…"
Cosmo took her hands into his, so gentle and soft to the touch. Fretting whether she noticed their clamminess, somewhat relieved when her amorous smile didn't seem to mind.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the matrimonial union of Cosmo Julius Cosma and Wanda Venus Fairywinkle."
Shamrock green locked with fuchsia pink.
"I do not think most people understand what true love is." The officiant continued in his speech. "It is not elaborately fancy dates, majestic nights laughing at silly movies. It is not posing for cheesy pictures, trying to prove some societal standard of 'couple goals.'
The tip of Cosmo's thumbs brushed the top of Wanda's knuckles.
"True love is being the listening ear when there is no one else to vent to. It is holding someone knowing that you hold your entire world in your arms."
The bride inhaled a breath, exhaling through a warm smile that curved the groom's folded lips.
"It is being the biggest supporter in the best of times, and the toughest critic in the worst of times. Looking at each other on a spiritual level, a level so deep, so etched in your souls, that you can feel them when they're gone."
Sorrow lowered Susie's gaze, but only briefly.
"True love does not come by finding the perfect person. It comes by learning to see an imperfect person…that is perfect for you."
Temporarily looking out into the audience, Spike met Rose's tender stare.
"Now we shall proceed with Cosmo and Wanda's words of affirmation." The officiant announced. "The declaration of their intent for love that will last the rest of time."
Spike took the extra mic from the officiant, giving it to Cosmo as he pulled out the folded paper of vows written all of two hours ago. Crap, this was gonna be difficult. What if she thinks what he wrote is dumb? What if she doesn't like that he had to write down how much she meant to him? What if she'd rather him speak from the heart? If that was the case, they'd be there all day! Holy mother of go-
"Relax Coz…" Spike whispered into Cosmo's ear with a comforting palm to his shoulder, almost as if sensing Cosmo's spiraling mind "…take a breath."
Flaring his nostrils sucking in a shuddering breath, Cosmo's cheeks puffed in the force of his exhale, ensuring that the mic wouldn't pick up the static. Closing his eyes, freezing time for but a moment. Lifting his lids to the most beautiful fairy to ever steal his heart. The warmth in her smile nearly melted the ice in his nerves, and with the mic to his mouth, he began his vows.
"…I saw you…" brushed past his sweet lips "…and no other."
Admiration curled in Wanda's smile
"…I still lived with my mother, like, ten maybe, when I spotted your swirling pink hair." he referenced their first introduction in 5th grade at Spellementary. "When my shoes smelled like tarpits and I didn't always wash my armpits."
Low chuckles from the audience followed as Wanda gave her own giggle. Remembering that goofy little leprechaun on steroids.
"…and even though I still like video games a little too much…I know you don't care." he blushed a smile "I know I'm forgetful and dim…like the time I went for swim after forgetting that I'd just eaten."
Oh, yes. Wanda remembered that hilariously dreadful day at the indoor pool at Schnozmo's apartment complex.
"I also know that…it doesn't matter if I don't always know what to do." his words began to tremble in his voice. "No matter what we go through…as long as I live, I'd rather go through it with you. As long as we have each other. As long as I live, we will always have each other, no matter what. I know we'll get through it…" he veered from his paper, glossing eyes meeting such a precious gaze fighting back her own tears. "…as long as I'm floating with you."
Her finger wiped the single tear that managed to escape. So touched by his words that she held her head back. Preventing more tears to ruin her makeup as Susie took the extra mic from the officiant. Wanda took the mic and the paper with written vows. Straightening her posture to see the tender curve in his lips smiling through watering eyes. Wanda paused long enough to give her own in return, and she cleared her throat before holding the mic to her mouth.
"…I was lost…" murmured in her lovely voice "…until you found me."
Cosmo was listening to an angel sing to him.
"And although you confound me sometimes…" she met his gaze temporarily "…by your crown is where I know I should be."
And by her crown, is where he'll never leave.
"Yes, sometimes, you can be a moron." Muted laughter came after. "And sometimes," she smirked cheekily "it feels like your brain is made of boron." More chuckles, receiving a humored smile from her groom "…and yet…I'm drawn to you magically."
His soul was drawn to her heartfelt words.
"Through every moment of turmoil, through every moment of pain. Through all of our misadventures…one thing remains." Wanda sniffed, giving up holding back tears at this point. "Despite facing bullies, doubters, and bitter relatives in a centuries old family feud…our love prevails. I can never be blue, because as I dedicate myself to you, as I vow to give you my heart, everything in me, everything of me…our love will always prevail."
Lowering her paper, pink stared into green. Thought she'd reached the end of her vows, she inserted an adlib inspired by the very words from her groom.
"As long as I'm floating with you…"
Whether beads of forehead sweat fell into his eyes or he was crying, Cosmo couldn't tell. He used the back of his hand to wipe the gloss away as Susie returned the extra mic to the officiant.
"And now, for the rings."
Spike handed Wanda's ring to the groom while Susie handed Cosmo's ring to the bride. With Wanda's hand in his, he slipped her ring onto her left finger. Repeating the officiants traditional speech of taking her to be his wife, to have and to hold from this day forward. She repeated the same action with his ring, vowing to take him to be her husband for better or worse, for richer or poorer.
"Do you, Cosmo Julius Cosma, take Wanda as your lawfully wedded wife."
"I…" Cosmo paused. Wait, what was he supposed to say again? Ugh, daggonit! His thoughts were all over the daggone place! Like his head was submerged under toilet water and he couldn't lift his head out the toilet bowl-
"Cosmo?" the officiant drew him back in, rapid blinks seeing the questioning stare behind the old priest's glasses. "…do you take Wanda to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
He could only respond in a strained chuckle. Wow, he is royally screwing this up. At least everyone was chuckling along with him. Even Wanda, her stunning, comforting smile soothing his boron brain all over again.
Alright…crisis averted. Now. What the heck was he supposed to frickin' say?!
…oh, wait. "…I do!"
"And do you, Wanda Venus Fairywinkle, take Cosmo as your lawfully wedded husband."
Unable to contain her teethy grin, Wanda exhaled a tender breath "…I do."
"Then by the power vested in me, it is my honor to declare you husband and wife!" Delightfully, the officiant locked eyes with the anticipating groom. Witty in his side-smirk "…you don't need me to tell you what to do."
Green turned to pink, and pink beamed brightly at green. His palms cupped her cheeks damp with delight, as her arms linked around his neck. He tilted his head to her, and she yearned for a taste of him. Lips of love joined in wedlock as the audience rumbled in congratulatory applause.
When husband and wife finally parted, the officiant addressed the witnesses to the magical union.
Ladies and Gentlemen! I present to you…Mr. and Mrs. Cosmo Cosma!"
Cheerful ovation met husband and wife, joined hand in hand as they faced the crowd. Hatred may have torn their families apart…but love connected them. Their love defied that hatred, and just as when they'd given their bodies to each other, their relationship will never be the same.
The soul ties of their love can only grow from here.
After a photo shoot with husband and wife, their siblings, and their Matron of Honor and Best Man, guests gathered in the back parking lot of the chapel, seated in small round tables clothed in white with green plates and pink silverware. Slanted rays of the sun setting an orangey tinge among the pink clouds in the lilac sky. The reception kicked off with the announcement of Mr. and Mrs. Cosma, their handheld garnering much applause and cheers as they floated together through the golden rectangular arch.
Fueled in gratified pride, Cosmo lifted his wife's arm in the air, their hands still clasped. Claiming what was rightfully his. More claps and whistles followed as Wanda eyed her husband. Flattered by the brightest, happiest, sincerest gleam she'd ever seen in those beautiful green eyes. They'd come so far and had suffered through so much to get to this point. Happiness was an understatement at this point.
Once dinner was out of the way, the wedding planner then announced first dance of Mr. and Mrs. Cosma. Leading his wife in the center of the parking lot surrounded by tables of their guests, Cosmo took Wanda by her waist. All eyes were on them as she held him with arms around his neck, and as they swayed side to side with the smooth ambience of Rhythm and Blues, he spoke to where only she could hear him. "…I love you."
"…I love you too." such wonderful words felt so effortless to say.
Cosmo leaned to brush his nose to hers, bringing bliss into her lips "…can't wait til I have you to myself."
Wanda studied his face in excitement for their first night in the bonds of marriage. Eyeing him cleverly in recollection of the previous night on their cliff "…don't you dare."
"…don't you dare, what?" he smirked, cunning fingers dropping suspiciously low down her back.
"You know what." she entertained him, their lips centimeters from contact. Reaching to return his fingers to the safe zone above her hips.
When her grin brushed his bottom lip in the most delicate touch, he wanted to just take her right then and there "…stop teasing me, then."
"I'm teasing?" her brow raised as if innocent, pulling her amorous grin away.
Tempted hands drew the front of her dress closer to his pants.
"…who's the tease now?" she smiled at him, and his senses remembered that they were still in public.
Frick, is she memorizing.
A more upbeat tempo brought in the creatively named 'Bride and Sister' dance, choosing a poppier genre of music to satisfy Blonda's dancing feet. Front and center, the Fairywinkle twins swung their arms merrily in their two step, sharing in laughter. Their once inseparable bond, strained by competitive comparison, had gradually rekindled through shared trauma. There was a point in Wanda's life that she believed she'd have no family at her wedding. There was a time Wanda believed she had no family left.
And now, the sister that shared a womb with her, the sister that she'd butted heads with a thousand times over. The sister she thought would never claim her again…was sharing a dance with her. Cosmo was never Blonda's favorite person…yet over time, he had grown on her. Blonda was just happy that her sister was happy…and that meant the world to Wanda.
Appropriately labeled 'Groom and Brother' dance, Schnozmo followed Cosmo in their cool and collected stride out onto the designated dancefloor. How ever shall two brothers dance together? Well…I wouldn't call it 'dancing' per say.
With the punch of allegro double kicks and harmonies of melodic lead and rhythm guitars of 'Fairnevermore,' the Cosma brothers wildly shook their heads, whipping their green shags back and forth. Sticking out their tongues with rock signs in their fingers in between their dramatic air guitars much to the amusement of many onlookers, including Spike. Ruby particularly enjoyed the air hump in Schnozmo's air guitar. Getting a pretty clear visual of what she might expect later tonight…
When the smosh fest ended after the song's conclusion, the crowd roared with applause as both brothers caught their breaths. Staring into each other before the eldest Cosma flew over to bring his little brother in the most tender hug. Awws ensued as their bodies rocked side to side, patting Cosmo's back as Cosmo clung onto him.
"Proud of you, lil bro." his earnest muffled into Cosmo's shoulder. He then pulled away with their arms still linked, meeting the watery brim in Cosmo's eyes with a glossing grin "…and I bet pops is smilin' down on you."
Trembling lips closed Cosmo's eyes, quickly wiping brewing tears away, and Schnozmo gave Cosmo's hair a nice, brotherly ruffle.
When it was time to cut the cake, the newlyweds were surrounded by friends and family. Four tiers of vanilla coated in yellow icing and white piping, adorned with golden stars and a topped with a gold crown. Wanda giggled with Cosmo behind her, guiding her hands in his as the knife sliced like butter. Cutting the first two pieces of cake, they pulled apart to face each other. Wanda caught a glimpse of the crafty smirk in his eye before globs of icing coated her vision, and while everyone chuckled from the sidelines, Wanda took that same piece of cake and smushed it all over his giggling face.
Not a frown could be found for the rest of the celebration.
A blanket of stars illuminated against the ombre of violet and indigo. Empty soda cans tied by string onto the back bumper clanked along the concrete as the white mustang convertible pulled into the driveway of the suburban home. Yellow brick roofed in pastel-purple butterfly shingles of clay tile welcomed them as the white convertible rolled to a stop behind the PT cruiser and silver Verano Buick both parked directly in front of the house. The only sign of life was a dim light shining through one of the bedroom windows along the right wall facing out towards the road.
Cosmo, dressed down to a simple white tee with a green long-sleeve undershirt and black jeans, set the e-brake shutting off the engine in a twist of the ignition, killing the headlights to conserve battery although he knew he and his Mrs. would not be overstaying their welcome.
"You guys totally did not have to do this." Blonda, now sporting a simple turquoise sundress with a white shawl, thanked the free ride to her boyfriend's designated location for his probation.
"It was on the way, so why not." Wanda, wearing yellow crop-top over a black tank paired with black skinnies belted in silver studs, pointed out that the Magnifico residence was not far from her and Cosmo's hotel reservations across the bridge from Fairy Falls.
"Is he coming outside?" Cosmo felt inclined to ask.
Blonda sent a text to her boyfriend that she was outside. "He can at least come say 'hi.'"
Mr. and Mrs. Cosma flew out of the vehicle, along with Blonda dragging her pink overnight suitcase from the backseat. Setting it along the concrete driveway to lift the handle before rolling it down the curved pathway off the side of the driveway. Hovering beside the silver Buick, Cosmo and Wanda stood back, hand in hand watching Blonda roll her suitcase up to the wooden front door with a glossy rosette finish, and two matching sidelights sparked brightly as she heard the deadbolt click behind the door.
They were greeted by blue-violets with a side bang swooped just above his left eye while the rest of his silk black hair was tied in a low pony, an anchor goatee scruff below his chin. A silver chain rested on the toned pecs of his white tank top, tucked into dark denim looped in purple leather where a black GPS monitor cuffed his right ankle.
Blonda's smile lit up as she flew into her boyfriend's strong arms, and Juandissimo nestled her as she drew him close into loving smooches. He smiled for the first time that day into her soft lips, and when their string of kisses ended, her arms laced over his shoulders, nuzzling his chin into her neck.
Cosmo observed the PDA, glancing over to his wife for a side conversation. "You can get married on probation, right?"
Wanda briefly scrunched her brow at such a random yet oddly specific question. "Well, long answer, depends on certain conditions and what not. Short answer, yes."
Cosmo continued watching as Blonda pressed her forehead to Juandissimo's, her feathered thumbs caressing his cheeks as his longing eyes stared into her. "I give it another three years. Two if you're optimistic."
This was the moment Wanda turned towards her husband, causing him to meet her questioning gaze "…seriously?"
"Just look at 'em!" Cosmo gestured to the enamored couple. "It's like we're not even here!"
"Well, Blonda mostly wants to focus on her acting career right now." Wanda noted from prior conversations, looking back to her sister quietly expressing to her boyfriend how much she missed him. "But…once that's off the ground…" Wanda shrugged "…eh, who knows."
"Like I said." Cosmo tilted towards her with a smirk. "Two, if you're optimistic."
Breaking away partially, Blonda turned to wave her sister and brother-in-law to come over, and Cosmo and Wanda took their cue to approach, their hands still intertwined.
"What's up, Magoo?" Cosmo greeted with an amicable wave. Ever since Juandissimo had freed him from the Fairywinkle's torture chamber and had tried to help after Cosmo had gone ballistic when that trash CEO smacked his own daughter in the face, Cosmo gained a level of respect for Muscles Magoo. Of course, still gotta call him Magoo. Though it was more of a cordial nickname than a rivaling taunt these days.
"Cosmo." Juandissimo addressed with a sociable nod before his light grin faced Wanda. "Señorita Cosma."
"Sure does have a nice ring, don't it?" Blonda amused, spreading a hint of rose in her sister's cheeks.
"…I can definitely get used to that." Wanda smiled coyly, receiving a gentle smooch to her cheek.
"Babe, the wedding was so beautiful!" Blonda enthused to Juandissimo. "I took lots of pictures!"
"Professional ones to come within the week." Wanda added.
"What about video?" Juandissimo inquired.
"It wasn't a big wedding, so we saved the money." Cosmo shrugged off. "Besides," he removed his hand from hers to loop his arm over her shoulders "we have a honeymoon to splurge on!"
"Speaking of, you guys should probably get going." Blonda left her boyfriend for a goodbye hug, Cosmo hovering out of the way for the sisters to tightly embrace. "Thank you for letting me be a part of your special day!"
"Thank you for coming!" Wanda pulled away partially, her smile full of gratitude. "And thank you so much for supporting us..."
"Of course." Blonda returned a tender grin, leaning to send the bride off with a sisterly peck on her smiling cheek. Though she remained civil when she addressed her new brother-in-law, Cosmo sensed an intimidating warning behind her crafty smirk.
"If anything happens to my sissy..."
"Yep, head onna stake! Got it!" Granted, Cosmo was not actually threatened to be decapitated. He just kept telling himself this, well aware just how possible of a reality it was if he ever screwed up.
"The Falls are more private after dark." Juandissimo offered a friendly reminder in his many memories visiting Fairy Falls in his life.
"And the lights are so pretty at night!" Blonda complimented in her Juandissimo's nighttime ventures to the Falls.
"Will definitely keep that in mind." Wanda grinned as Cosmo's hand missed hers, interlocking their fingers.
Cosmo led his wife back to the convertible, waving back to Blonda and Juandissimo's parting. Juandissimo flew to grab Blonda's suitcase as Blonda opened the front door, following her inside as Cosmo opened the passenger door for Wanda to enter.
After Cosmo flew around to the driver's side and entered his car, he pushed the clutch with his left shoe and the brake with his right, turning the key that'd been left in the ignition. The sleeping engine rumbled awake, and when Cosmo twisted the switch for the headlights, a tap on his shoulder distracted him.
He'd only just tilted his head towards the source before he tasted cherry lip gloss, and her lids fell in the blissful sigh that followed another smooch. Her palms reached for his cheeks, directing his hands from the steering wheel to hold the back of her curls. Her head rocking from the slight pressure in his deepened kiss.
They were lost, until they were found. Magically drawn by their crowns, where they knew they should be. Seeing only each other and no other, through every turmoil, through all the pain. All he needs is her hand, and all she needs is his. Because no matter what they go through, no matter what obstacles await their next chapter. They'd rather go through it, they know they'll get through it. As long as they're floating through it with each other.
Floating together.
Fin
AN: I really hope you all enjoyed this! Nice little break from so much dark and heavy.
BTW, I chose April 20th as the wedding day because it's the day Apartnership aired in America. Sooo yeah.