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21 - epilogue ; morning coffee | chevy & nalba

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"since george and clay have grown together - finding the knowledge about their love for one another, and because they have agreed in their desire to go forward in life together, seeking to make their relationship even richer and deep, and because they have pledged to meet sorrow and joy as two people conquering life together, we rejoice to recognize them as husbands and partners in life. gentlemen, you may now seal your union with a kiss."

clay leaned in and gave george a short peck on the lips, with george pulling him in even further and smiling into the kiss. when they pulled away from each other, they stared deep into each other's eyes - clay noted how george's eyes looked like melted chocolates, but to george, his eyes looked just like pee. and it seems like his husband was thinking of the same thing as he chuckled and whispered a small pissbaby against his lips.

"i now present to you, the newly married clay and george."

the couple turned to their guests, as they clapped and cheered for the two men infront of them. they truly belonged together, after nine long years of being together - clay proposed to george, well, after clay brought out the ring box, george let out a laugh and reached into his coat, pulling out a ring box. double proposal.

"will you marry me?" clay asked, still laughing with george as the brit held onto his knees with the ring box on his right hand.

"i don't know, how 'bout you?" george joked, "will you marry me?"

"of course i will!" clay said, still smiling, but his eyes held something warm within them - and george knew what that was; love.

"okay then, same, i will marry you."

with george tucked underneath clay's arm, he looked up at clay, and smiled. pressing a kiss to the blond's jaw. clay looked down at george and gave him a proper kiss. and their guests just couldn't help but melt at the sweet sight of the two true soulmates finally live and love without fear of what other people might say.

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"clay! how does it feel to be a husband-haver?" tommy grinned, bumping into clay's shoulder as his siblings followed, clay was alone at the moment - getting some food for him and george. his husband, was talking to the other guests, and clay couldn't help but admire how beautiful his husband looked underneath the lights of the chandelier, the natural glow settling on his face and illuminating his soft features.

husband, that felt good to think and say. they were husbands.

"congrats on getting married, clay!" tubbo smiled gently, and clay ruffled his little brother's hair with a smile.

"thanks tubs." clay replied, "you'll be a wife-haver soon, just farm them - and you'll have at least three." the freckled blond said to his other younger sibling.

"clay, stop giving tommy ideas." techno chimed in, "he might actually do it." he gently laughed; his long, pink locks were braided with flowers intertwined within the plait - george and tubbo insisted on fixing techno's hair before the wedding, and the pink haired man just couldn't say no to his little sibling and his brother's husband-to-be.

"he will end up with a stack of wives, clay." tubbo laughed, and clay laughed along with him. tubbo has helped niki, minx and george with the flowershop - he has grown a green thumb just like george. their frequent customers are the local cafe owning lesbian couple - flora and sunny.

flora would often buy a bouquet of sunflowers and roses for sunny whenever it was their anniversary, or whenever flora just felt like buying flowers for her little lady. she was stoic, but sunny always broke it down.