I am afraid of getting older. I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free… I want, I want to think, to be omniscient.
<b>Lena:</b> Maybe we could practice.<p/><b>Kara:</b> Practice?<p/><b>Lena:</b> Our vows. And then it won't be so...<p/><b>Kara:</b> Overwhelming?<p/><b>Lena:</b> Overwhelming, <i>yes</I>.<p/><b>Kara:</b> Yeah. Yes. No, we should definitely practice.<p/><b>Lena:</b> Shall I go first?<p/><b>Kara:</b> I'm listening.<p/><b>Kara:</b> Good luck.<p/><b>Lena:</b> Thanks.<p/><b>Lena:</b> Okay.<p/><b>Lena:</b> <p/><b>Lena:</b> <p/><b>Kara:</b> <p/><b>Lena:</b> Kara-<p/><b>Kara:</b> Yes!<p/><b>Kara:</b> I mean I do!<p/><b>Lena:</b> I haven't even said my vows yet.<p/><b>Kara:</b> Oh! Ah! Sorry. Okay. My bad. Go again.<p/><b>Lena:</b> It's nice to know you're so eager.<p/><b>Kara:</b> I'm so glad we're practicing.<p/></p>
Hunk raised an eyebrow as his best friend paced back and forth, the lanky man nervously adjusting his jacket and tie and scuffing the floor as he circled the area.
“Lance, mijo, calm down. It will be fine.” Mrs. McClain soothed her jumpy child, smiling fondly. Lance huffed out a shaky laugh and ran his fingers through his hair.
“I can’t help it, Mamá, I mean, this is our future together! What if I mess it up? What if something goes wrong? What if-” Lance babbled, anxiety growing.
Hunk cut him off quickly. “Bro, chill. You sound like I did when I was getting married. It’s going to be fine. You’re going to walk out there, you’ll get to the altar where Shiro’s waiting, the priest will say the blessings, you and Shiro will share vows, and one hell of a kiss to seal the deal. Nothing to worry about.” The big man soothed, motioning for Lance to breathe.
Lance exhaled slowly. “Yeah. Okay. I’m cool. I’m great.” He said, smoothing out his jacket. Hunk smiled back reassuringly.
“If it helps, Shiro is freaking out too according to Keith. You’re not the only one babbling about the future.” The big man held up his phone with the proof in small letters onscreen, Keith having blown up the chat with complaints.
Lance opened his mouth to respond when Matt popped his head into the room. “Hey, everyone’s ready. Just waiting for you, sharpshooter.” The brunette shot his pal a wink and a fingergun, something he’d picked up over the years befriending Lance.
Lance sighed and allowed his mother to fix his tie. He gave her a smile and prepared to head out to the altar.
“Okay, let’s do this thing. For our future.”
Sorry it’s so short! I really had a hard time on this one ;-; @shancefluffweek
Hi there! I'm sorry if you think I don't check your tag! I do, but it this particular ask "Thank you guys for all you do! Y'all a hero to us all! I was really craving for fics where stiles and Derek are getting married and saying vows to each other." the last update for getting married tag was 8 months ago. I'm really so so sorry that I wasn't clearer about having an update. :(
oh shit dude sorry but we only actually update if the ask includes the person asking for an update of the tag. no worries though here’s an update :))
Stiles is marrying her soulmate. Problems arise before the wedding and Derek finds himself unable to stay away from Stiles. With the wedding just hours away can they make it to the alter or will the disasters prove to much for Stiles?