lock and key (matthew gray gubler fanfiction)

chapter sixteen

warnings: smut!!
word count: 7.7k

MATTHEW

i can hear kendall singing along to music in the bathroom and i can imagine she's dancing along too. i'm already dressed and ready to go, sitting on the edge of the bed and fiddling with my watch. my heart is fluttering and my feet are tapping against the floor.

"okay," kendall is suddenly in the bedroom, holding a pair of shoes in each of her hands, "which one do you like better. this plain black shoe or the white shoe?"

my mouth is dry when i look up at her. the dress, as always, hugs her body perfectly and shows off her figure. her hair is in a simple updo with a twist in the back. a french twist, i think she said. her collar is proudly around her neck and she has simple gold earrings. her face is twisted up in confusion but she looks beautiful as ever. every time i see her, she looks more beautiful.

"matthew?" she breaks me out of my trance, wiggling the shoes in her hands. "black or white?"

"um," i get up to my feet, tucking my hands in my pockets. "the black ones, i think." she quickly bends over to put them on and then studies her image in the mirror. "kendall," i step forward and place my hands on her waist, tugging her back against my front, "you look absolutely stunning."

she smiles at me through the mirror, putting her hands on top of mine. "thank you," she says sweetly. "and you look amazing too," she swings around, sliding her hand down my chest. "except for this—" she unbuttons the top two buttons to my dress shirt and fans the collar out. "there we go! we needed a little more sex appeal in here."

my eyebrows shoot up and a smirk comes to my face. "sex appeal?"

"yeah," she shrugs indifferently, teasing me as she smooths the lapels of my dress jacket. "for me, of course. we should get going." kendall grabs her little clutch and then my hand, letting me guide her out of my house.

the venue of the wedding is this repurposed barn twenty minutes away. it's decorated with flowers and candles and strings lights with an arch of flowers where india and johnny will be standing. it's quite beautiful, actually. we greet my family in their seats and give hugs to everyone. i sit beside my mom with kendall on my other side, her hand never leaving mine. in fact, as soon as everyone starts down the aisle, her grip tightens.

i try to stay interested during the ceremony. i try to focus on the love between my cousin and my new cousin in law and focus on their vows to each other. but all i can see is kendall and myself up there. kendall is wearing a beautiful white dress (although i'm sure she would wear ivory or a blush color because she doesn't really do tradition) with her hair curled down her back and a gorgeous veil hanging on her head. i can't help but see a future that we could have, especially when she is sitting beside me and looking so stunning.

cocktail hour is outside of the barn as the inside gets turned over for the reception. i grab kendall a glass of wine and a drink for myself. the two of us weave in and out of the mass of people, hand in hand as we try to find somewhere to relax. we eventually find a shady tree to lean under and kendall's arm is immediately around my waist. i pull her closer.

"do you ever think about your future wedding?" kendall asks quietly, her eyes darting over the crowd. "like, what the theme would be and what the centerpieces will look like and who you'll invite. ever think about it?"

of course i have. i was thinking about it during the ceremony.

"yeah," i answer vaguely. "a couple times."