Y/N POV
"We get married tomorrow." I remind Lizzie as we lay in bed.
"We do." She confirms as she plays with my rings on my fingers.
"We don't get to see each other at all tomorrow, until the ceremony." I remind her with a pout.
"No kisses or cuddles." She adds on.
"I guess we should get all our kisses and cuddles in right now then huh?" I suggest and she shifts to look into my eyes.
"I would but you haven't written your vows." She teases.
"Baby, I have ideas for them I just haven't decided on the finished product yet." I defend weakly.
"Mine are memorized already." She brags and I sigh.
"It's hard. I want them to be perfect. They have to be worthy of you." I explain my hesitation.
"Baby, you literally say sappy shit to me all the time. We've said vows like fifteen times with our promise rings. I think you are capable of vows." She calls me out.
"I know I know. Which is why you don't need to worry. Now can I have kisses?" I ask as sweet as I can. She smiles softly and I stare at the way her lips curl.
"I guess you can have kisses." She teases and nudges my nose before connecting our lips in a soft kiss. "We're getting up early." She reminds me before kissing me again.
"Gross." I mumble against her lips which causes a smile to grow on her face. I nip at her bottom lip before looking into her eyes. Smush hops up onto bed and snuggles into a pillow behind Lizzie's head. He's going to look so cute in his little suit tomorrow.
"Are you ready?" She whispers, eyes curious and observant like always.
"I'm ready." I confirm.
"Are you sure? You hesitated today." She recalls and I sigh, so she noticed.
"I didn't hesitate because I'm not ready, I hesitated because my dreams are finally coming true. My body needed a second to take that in." I explain and she hums in understanding. "Are you ready?" I ask, wanting to know more about how she's feeling.
"I'm so ready. I'm ready to be your wife and for our honeymoon. I'm ready for our first year together. I'm ready for our life." She rambles cutely, her eyes sparkling in happiness. I kiss her lips softly for a few seconds before answering.
"You're simply the best Ms. Olsen." I tease.
"No you, soon to be Mrs. Olsen." She teases back, making my heart warm.
"So I'm helping with set up in the morning right? While you get ready and stuff? Then I get ready." I clarify to make sure I know what the fuck I'm supposed to be doing.
"Yes baby. Relax, you literally did most of the logistical planning. You know what is happening tomorrow." She soothes me when she feels my body tighten with nerves.
"You're right. I'm just so excited." I explain and she accepts my response with another kiss. Our eyes lock in an intense stare, silent conversations being told while we watch each other. I snuggle closer so I can kiss her lips without much hassle and she hums in appreciation as we share lazy kisses. Her hands on my tummy slide to my back to squeeze me closer. I slide one hand up her arm before resting my own arm over her body too. Our legs are tangled in a mess and her cold feet are on my skin but I could care fucking less.
"You're making my hormones act up." She teases as we continue to share gentle caresses and kisses.
"I could take care of that for you." I tease back in a low voice.
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I'm With You. ~ Elizabeth Olsen
FanfictionY/N is far from a normal twenty something year old working her way through life in New York City. She's a twenty something year old engaged to Elizabeth Chase Olsen in New York City now. She's been through a break, started working on herself, went t...
