I'm With You. ~ Elizabeth Olsen

Reminders.

Y/N POV
My eyes won't stay off my wife. Holy shit she's my wife now. We are following Matt with our wedding party and family behind us to get to the iconic cobblestone streets. We are stopping by the Nomo hotel entrance since it's near Greene street where the cobblestone is too. We live one street over from Greene but we are walking south more towards the iconic shots. Lizzie stops momentarily and holds onto my shoulder which mean she dropped my hand, fucking rude.

I look at her confused as she bends weirdly. "Can I help you with whatever you are doing my love?" I ask as I watch her face scrunch up in concentration.

"I'm slipping my heels off. Fuck it." She informs me and manages her task easily all of a sudden. I hold my hand out and she smiles as she places the straps around my fingers so I can hold the shoes for her. Is she walking barefoot? Yes. But apparently she doesn't give a shit. She grabs a hold of my hand again and smiles sweetly before continuing our walk.

"Is your dress annoying yet?" I ask and she nods. I look over my shoulder and nod to Seb to help her out. He understands and rushes forward to pick up the back of the dress. She looks over her shoulder to smile at Seb and winks at me before turning her attention back to the sidewalk so she doens't step on anything.

Once we get to the spot, Matt directs us where to stand then motions for us to do whatever in true Matt fashion. So in Y/N fashion I pull her close and kiss her. That's my fucking wife. She smiles against my lips which results in both of us giggling as I wrap my arms around her lower back, sliding from their place on her hips. She wraps her arms around my neck and rests her forehead against mine as we both continue to smile so wide our eyes close. I slide my arms to support her upper and lower back and dip her down. We got good at that shit. I kiss her sweetly before standing her back upright and Matt gives us a thumbs up.

"So, let's do family pictures first so those who are not in the wedding party can head back to the cocktail hour." Lizzie requests and Matt nods. First up we do a Mom pic with our moms on either side of us. My mother is still slightly crying but she approves the pictures with Matt. We add in David for one and then Tony. Lizzie gets a picture with her dad and mom and I get one with Mom and Tony. We add in Davie for another one before Seb also joins. We do one more with Tim my mom's boyfriend. My mom gives Seb a huge kiss on the cheek to make sure he knows he's an honorary brother now before she lets him walk away to stand with Evans.

My uncles are next and I have to pull them away from their conversation with Lizzie. They seem to love her. "She's gorgeous and so sweet." Uncle James informs me as he hugs me. "I'm so proud of you and so so happy for you too." He adds on before pulling away.

Uncle Benji, his husband, pulls me into a hug next before they sandwich me in between for a picture. Lizzie joins in for one as well. We let Lizzie take pictures with her all her siblings in different combinations and includes her parents as well with the twins and Trent. I get pulled in randomly too now since I'm a part of the family.

Once I'm back next to my Uncles I get to talk to them finally. "I'm so glad you could make it. You're the only part of my family that I feel comfortable with." I reveal to my uncles and they pull me into a group hug.

"We love you so much. We wouldn't want to be anywhere else. My brother did something stupid didn't he?" Uncle James asks and I nod.

"I shoved him though." I reveal with an evil grin and they both laugh. My dad was not the nicest to his brother either so he knows my pain.

Once all the family photos are over with we let those not in the wedding party go, except for Evans. We get a special picture with him before he hurries back to make sure the transition is going smoothly and to boss Mackie around. He ends up leading all the family back which is great since they probably would have gotten lost. Parents stick around since they will be announced when we go back.