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The day has finally come and Peter and Satine don't even know how to feel at the moment. They haven't seen each other since last night and weren't even allowed to sleep in the same bed out of the bridesmaids regulations. They've been sleeping together for five years, ever since she moved into the tower, so that was not a comfy experience. Definitely not recommended and will never happen again.

Sitting in a short white robe in front of a vanity mirror with her makeup all done and beautiful, Satine sits still with her phone as Pepper and Wanda attend to her hair with two straighteners and brushes.

"You sure you don't want to do an up-do, or something?" Nat worries with furrowed brows and Satine grins a bit.

"He likes my hair down."

"Well, then what about a half-up-half-down style?" She shrugs and Wanda and Pepper slowly smile too.

"Mama, I'm good." She chuckles and she sighs. "He's the reason I always have my hair down and I want it down today too. Nothing fancy, we both agreed that we're not that into fancy a long time ago." She shakes her head with a soft voice. "You guys are though, which is exactly why I'm in some silky robe and a very beautiful building." She motions Pepper and she nods with a grin.

"You know you love this." She fluffs out her hair as Wanda backs up with a grin.

"I can't wait to walk down that aisle." She shakes her head with a chuckle, smiles all around.

Shaking where he stands in front of the large body mirror, Peter struggles to fix his tie to be in perfect shape. Bucky comes up behind him and nudges his shoulder to get him to turn around.

"What're you so nervous about?" He asks in monotone, adjusting the tie for him, and he sighs in thought. "What, do you think you'll get a run-away bride?"

"Kinda." He nods sideways and he freezes momentarily.

"Satine is not gonna run away." He grabs his shoulders. "She loves you to death, if she was going to run, she would've never said yes in the first place." He shakes his head and he hesitates before nodding understandably. "Yeah?"

"Right." He nods. "Right, yeah, of course." He taps his forehead. "Yeah, it's just that, you know, she's really awesome and beautiful, and I'm not --"

"You realize her whole identity came from you, right?" He nods with a slight smirk, while taking a few steps away. "That whole 'Lovebite' thing," he motions as he sits on the arm of the couch, "that came from you. She thinks you're awesome and that's all that matters." He shakes his head. "Damn what everybody else thinks."

He takes a deep breath and nods quickly in agreement, gaining a small smile in return as Sam barges through the door with Ned.

"Time to go." Sam waves him out and his heart begins to race. "Now --" He starts before his eyes flicker to Bucky and then back, doing a double take. "Hey." He smirks as Peter makes his way over. "Nice suit." He looks him up and down and he slowly smiles, while shaking his head.

"Keep it in the pants, Babe."

Satine steps out of the dressing room and into the foyer right beside the dinning hall, where she finds Tony waiting. He turns his attention away from Morgan, the flower girl, and focuses on her.

"Oh, God." He hangs his head with a sigh and his fingers over his eyes.

"Oh, no." She hurries over with a pouting chuckle and he looks back at her with tears in his eyes and a proud grin. "No, you're not supposed to cry, you're supposed to be the big tough guy." She starts before laughing a bit as she goes, new tears in hers as well. "You're supposed to carry me." She begs and he takes a deep breath and cups her cheeks.

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