Sanders sides oneshots (request closed)

The Wedding Before Christmas

type: Human Au

ship: prinxiety and intrudesleep (remusxremyxjanus)

genre: fluffy ig?

requested by: me (and a few friends who encourraged)

TW: none...?

word count: 1979

Virgil tapped his fingers on the chair he was sitting on, waiting for the hours to go by. He looked ahead, seeing through the reflection of the mirror ahead of him how their friend, Remy, worked on its makeup.

It would be in just a few more hours, not enough, not too many. In just a few more hours, they would be a married man.

In all honesty, Virgil didn't actually see the point on weddings. To their eyes, all of them were just stupid ceremonies, something heteronormative couples did to show off rather than actually show their love. Like- why do you have to make such a fuzz about it? To overcompensate for the lack of actual connection?

There were too many pointless traditions that came along with weddings. They all looked the same, all carrying that stock-photo vibe with them, and the anxiety that came with all the planning simply didn't seem worth it. It was all a stupid performance from the stupid people Virgil was forced to live with. Unfortunately, his fiancé soon-to-be-husband was a dumbass.

He should've seen it coming, when Roman cried during Lee and Mary Lee's wedding, gripping Virgil's hand with such strength that Virgil had been tempted to pull its hand away and tell him to chill out. They didn't, tho.

That had been one of the bigger clues of the inevitable talk about marriage, but thought their entire relationship, Roman had been a hopeless romantic. It actually brought some issue to their relationship when it first started, Virgil feeling overwhelmed by Roman's gestures, the other feeling his datefriend didn't love him in return. Thankfully, they talked it through; they both shared their love in slightly different ways; that didn't mean it was less real.

When Roman first brought it up, Virgil refused to go through with the idea. Maybe the fact that he was greyromantic was a rather big factor in this entire issue, but it saw in the nonsense that was getting engaged and going through with a wedding. All just a stupid social performance as many others they had no wish to partake on.

Here's the thing... Roman was just as stubborn as Virgil. And neither of them refused to be the bigger man.

Eventually, they had to. Roman wanted to be a married man, to have the right to call Virgil his husband to show to the world his love and pride, while the other one was repulsed and overwhelmed by the idea of having to follow all the uncomfortable rules that came with this. So, they found a compromise.

Remy smiled at zir work of art, aka, Virgil's painted face.

"Girl-"

"Not a girl," Virgil quoted, which Remy ignored

"You. Look. Dashing. In a weird, creepy way. But I love it"

"That sounds shallow, considering who did the makeup," Remus, who was twirling in its chair, chimed in.

"Shut up, love, you're going up soon. If I were you, I wouldn't get on the makeup artists bad side," Remy pointed zir brush at Remus

"Oh hoho, I'm sooooo scared," Remus stuck its tongue out at Remy.

"You're gonna regret this tonight" Remy grinned mischievously, making Remus blush slightly.

"I will think that bleaching your hair was a bit extra," Janus said, ignoring the bickering of their partners, "I mean... what was wrong with your black hair? Or wearing a wig? Or something else? I don't like this snowman vibe on you, Virge, really goes against your aesthetics"