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And There THAT Is

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***Mark's POV***

"Not happening!" I shake my head adamantly. If he thinks for five seconds he is planning MY wedding, this kid has a whole world of disappointment coming. I'm not floating down the aisle to Arianna Grande or BTS. That is not exactly how I envisioned my big day.

"You're being a bridezilla!" Gavin glares at me while Alex chuckles into his fiancé's back.

"I'm a fucking groom, Gavin. That is part of the problem." I turn to Seb for any sort of support. It's my day, my wedding. I'm not a damn bride.

"Sure aren't acting like a man when you're being so bitchy over something so small." Gavin pokes his tongue out at me. I flinch in my seat.

Heavenly Father, I'm about to commit murder. Forgive me.

"Alex, restrain your man." Seb wraps his arms around my waist. I push against the very defined muscles to get free.

"Gavin, baby, you can't get your way all of the time. We have discussed this." Alex practically coos as he chastises our little nurse angel.

"Daddy, I just want to make Mark's day special." Gavin dramatically hiccups in between his fake sobs.

And, there THAT is.

Fucking drama queen!

"Cut the shit, Lea Michele. This isn't an audition and you aren't up for any part." I snarl my words out. I'm so sick of this brat constantly crying to make us feel bad for him. I cross my arms while shaking my head once again.

"Can't we compromise?" Mak looks over at me with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Mak is always the pacifist. He just wants everyone to get along.

"Why should I compromise? It's my day. I'm only doing this once." I am fed up with all of this arbitration. I will have my day exactly as I want it. That is the end of the story.

"Baby, it is definitely your day. It should be perfect just like you. I do think you could use a few hands to help you plan. I'm busy with all of these contracts. I have to do twice as many local bookings in order to make the same money that an international contract would bring. I can't be everywhere all at once." Sebastian reminds me of his sacrifices for me without realizing that I already feel awful about the way he has made compromises for me.

I close my eyes slowly. I don't mind taking a few suggestions. I just don't want glitter, rainbows and the village people at my wedding. I want to have a small, intimate affair that is classy.

"Mak can help. I'm not being unreasonable." I grumble under my breath. I feel like I lost the war before my feet even hit the ground.

"And I don't mind helping." Mak smiles at me. I word a thank you to my dear friend. "But, with the baby, I have less free time. Gavin could help. I mean, I can keep him reigned in. Right Gavin?" Mak gives Gav a look that says choose your words carefully. It's always comical watching these two try to control one another. God knows that they both can be extra.

Gavin clears his throat. I watch as he straightens his back to get into his serious business persona. I guess he could help. If nothing else, he is a form of entertainment.

"I accept your offer to help. I promise to be on my very best behavior. All of my choices will be run through both grooms qualifications. That is, if it it pleases the bride. I mean groom." Gavin giggles when I throw a pillow at his cherub face. I didn't offer him to help, get that straight real quick. The conniving shithead insisted.

"Fine. I swear to God, Gavin if you suggest one rainbow flag, bag of glitter or a pink cake, well Alex will be a widower before he walks down the aisle." Reluctantly, I accept Gavin's help. I already know that I have made a terrible decision. Regret is only one sparkly bow away.