Hi can. You do another LafLams? Like the other one was so good and it made me super happy! Like please!!! Your writings like inspire my life
I love LafLams! And aw I’m so happy you love my writing! Writing is so much fun for me - especially one shots ;)
Soft music played in the background, chatter filled the air, the atmosphere a comfortable one. Alex took a bite of his food, not 100% what he was eating but it was good none the less. John was sat to his right, Laf to his left. The suit he was wearing was surprisingly comfortable, yet he had to take the jacket off due to him getting too hot.
Hercules sat to the right of John, then Aaron. In the middle of the long table sat the happy couple - Eliza wearing a wedding dress that would put princess gowns to shame. Maria’s was more sexy, a daring red as she looked at Eliza with pure adoration.
Peggy was the maid of honor, face a glow as she sat next to Eliza, happily eating the food with a grin on her face. Next to her was Angelica, talking quietly with Theodosia who was rocking a new hair cut. Two of Maria’s friends sat with them, chatting amungst themselves.
“What is it we’re eating exactly?” Alex leaned over to ask Laf who laughed.
“We’re eating pappardelle pasta with braised short ribs, you ordered it Alexander.” He blushed.
“I forgot what it was called.” He shrugged, taking another bite.
“When do we get to dance?” John leaned over Alex, practically shoving him back in his chair.
“I assume after we finish eating.” Laf answered, sipping his champagne.
John huffed. “I just wanna dance.” He pouted, crossing his arms.
“Jonathan Laurens!” Eliza playfully scolded.
“Not my name my love but since it is your wedding I will allow it.”
She rolled her eyes. “It is my wedding, so you are not allowed to pout.” She laughed, and he smiled.
“As you wish Princess Eliza Reynolds.” She blushed, and Maria grinned, lacing their hands together.
“That’s Queen Eliza Reynolds to you John.” He laughed, head thrown backwards.
Alex smiled, taking a bite of his garlic bread - or he thinks it was garlic bread, it tasted like it - and took a sip of his drink. “This wedding is beautiful.” His comment was meant to be quiet.
Laf leaned his head on Alex’s shoulders, “It really is…Perhaps we can have a day like this too?”
Alex’s face flushed and John choked on his drink a bit, coughing. “Did you just propose to us Laffy Taffy?”
Laf glared at the nick name. “Well not to you if you keep using that nickname.”
“Aw baby no!” John pouted, grabbing Laf’s hands.
Laf laughed. “I was kidding.” The three went silent, “I mean about what I just said…not - not about wanting the three of us to have a day like this.”
“I wish we could…” John sighed, “Society doesn’t see this as a normal marriage…I mean you saw how long it took to have same sex marriage legalized.”
Alex paused. “Well, what if we just had a wedding without the paper work?”
The two stared at him and he blushed. “We have vows and rings, then a reception. Sure, ‘legally’ we won’t be married but I mean…all marriage is really is a piece of paper in the law but, to us, it’s all about love and how we feel. I don’t know I was just babbling.”
No one said a word. “You know what, we should. We will!” Laf had a fist up in the air. “Who cares about the law?”
“You should.” John interrupted.
“That is besides the point!” Laf pointed at him, “But we should! A small one - friends and family. My parents love you two so they would be more than willing to pay - and we can use their castle for our honeymoon!”
Alex smiled as John nodded in excitement. “Alex will wear the white!”
“What? Why do I wear the white?”
“Darling we don’t need to explain. I will make color schemes and floral arraignments!”
Someone cleared their throat and the three turned to Eliza. “You three are planning your wedding while at my wedding?”
Sheepishly they nodded. Her glare turned into a grin. “Oh my gosh! Can I be maid of honor?! Alex - you can borrow the veil or crown or whatever!”
They laughed. “I don’t think - “
“He’ll take the lot!”