the god of dreams. A gentle smile on his lips as he walked down the aisle to stand beside the other a small chuckle before speaking loud enough for only the other to hear
" I'm supposed to be the god of beauty and yet you are outshining Even me my love"
he had either ignored any feeling of nervousness that had come or pushed it down so that he could better comfort his partner. But for a moment he had peace to let himself sit in those mixed chaotic feelings before glancing up to the clock and finally taking the suit off the
mannequin to put it on.
He had kept his eye on the clock until Brigid finally entered the room he was held up in to come get him as it was now his turn to walk down the aisle at his soon-to-be husband had so carefully decorated
Looking down the aisle, his eyes now focused on
Never had he thought the day would finally come but here it was and it was finally dawning on him as he stood. Looking to the crimson and gold suit still on the mannequin as he stepped out of the shower taking in a deep breath to ease his own nerves about the day. Up until now