Jegue One Shots

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"You look so Jegueful"
Rolyat complimented Dash, fixing his hair

The church was filled with the low hum of guests whispering, the scent of fresh flowers hanging in the air.

"It smells like asim wolf", Dash stood at the altar, nerves creeping up on him as he tugged at his collar. His wedding dress was a little too tight, or maybe it was just the weight of the day making him feel like the walls were closing in.

Standing beside him, Kyle was surprisingly calm, flashing his signature grin that always managed to put Dash at ease. But today, nothing could fully calm the chaos swirling inside him. He snuck a glance at Taylor, who was standing a few feet away in his jegueloid outfit-yes, jegueloid.

Taylor had insisted on the title, claiming he was *born* for this, "born a jegue live like a jegue, and die like a jegue"
Rolyat mouths quietly at Dash as assurance.

And who were they to argue? He even wore a sharp lilac suit with a slightly ironic touch of lace on the cuffs.

Lev, the priest officiating, looked suspiciously like he might crack a joke at any moment, though he tried to maintain his serious expression.

He was flipping through the cerejeguemony book, pretending he actually knew what he was doing, but Dash could see his lips twitch every now and then. Beside Lev, the groomsman Will was tapping his foot nervously, though he was holding it together.

"Do you Dashcnell Sebastian Jabar take Kyle Zedrix Diaz as your lawfully jegue'd husband?"
the priest asked

"...."
Dash hesitated before continuing;
"kyle...."

"Give me 5 reason why I should marry you"

Kyle was suprised but he expected this, so with a proud voice he stated:
" 1. You are my asim wolf, 2. You are my skibidi, 3. You are my pookie, 4. You make me feel like toby, and last....am bata kam in yo life."
Kyle nonchalantly but self assured

Dash is pleased with this answer
"Yes king"

"And do you, Kyle Zedrix Diaz, take Dashcnell Sebastian Jabar, as your lawfully wedded Jegue?"

Kyle smiled, "Yes king."

And the crowd errupted

"YES SHIT."

Everything was perfect. Except for one tiny, short king problem.

From the back of the room, Calil had been pacing all morning. Dash hadn't seen him since their awkward conversation a week ago, when Calil had mumbled something about regrets and timing. Whatever was going on in his head, it didn't seem good.

Lev finally cleared his throat, signaling the start of the Jeguemony. The music began, and the audience hushed as everyone focused on Dash and Kyle. Dash's heart was pounding so loudly he was sure everyone could hear it.

Lev smiled broadly. "We are gathered here today to witness the union of two Juguextioordinary people, Dash and Kyle. As they embark on this journey of life together, we-"

"GRR!"

All heads turned sharply to the back of the church. Calil stood there like alpha wolf he is, looking more conflicted than anyone had ever seen him. His face was flushed, hands trembling slightly at his sides. He stepped forward, his voice shaky but determined. "NO...NO KING!."

A collective gasp rippled through the room, followed by murmurs of confusion.

Dash froze. He had expected something from Calil-maybe a scowl, a sarcastic comment-but this? He exchanged a stunned look with Kyle, who raised an eyebrow but otherwise didn't seem fazed.

Lev sighed dramatically, closing his book and crossing his arms. "Well, that didn't take long. I sense that there was a dark energy lingering around here. Go ahead, Calil. Let's hear it."

Calil's eyes darted between Dash and Kyle, his throat tight with the words that were dying to come out. "I-this isn't right. He's MY Jegue I can't let this happen without saying something."

"Bagkus!" Kyle says angrily.

Taylor the Jengeloid smirked from the side, leaning into Will the jeguerooney's ear. "This is gonna be good."

Dash clenched his jaw, stepping forward. "What are you talking about, Kalel?"

"I just... I can't stand here and pretend like I'm yes king with it," Calil stammered. "Dash, you're my King. And, yeah, we've been through a lot, but... I can't let you marry him without telling you the truth."

Kyle folded his arms, watching Calil with an amused but slightly irritated expression. "And what truth would that be?"

"I-" Calil hesitated, but the words tumbled out before he could stop them. "I'm in Jegue with him. I've been in Jegue with Dash for years."

The room went completely silent, save for Taylor's muffled giggling.

Dash's stomach dropped. He hadn't seen this coming, not from Calil of all people. He opened his mouth to say something-anything-but nothing came out.

Kyle, however, remained calm, his face unreadable as he stepped forward. "You've got a lot of nerve, Calil," he said slowly, "coming here and saying this now. But here's the thing-Dash already knows. BOOGSH"

"What?" Calil blinked, his voice barely audible. "He knows?"

Kyle gave Dash a sideways glance, a small smile playing on his lips. "Of course he does. We've talked about it."

Calil's eyes flickered with confusion. "Then why...?"

Dash finally found his voice. "Because, Kalel, you're my fodder. And I care about you. But Kyle's the one I want to spend my life with." His voice softened. "I wish you'd told me sooner, but this isn't about that. This is about me and him. I'm so sorry Kalel but he gives me all what i want in a man."

Calil's face fell. He took a deep breath, swallowing his emotions. "What..."

"Siomai Rice"
Dash's voice cracked.

Taylor, still grinning, stepped forward dramatically. "Well, I, for one, am *thrilled* with the drama. But maybe we should get back to the part where you two Jeguebirds actually get married?"

Lev chuckled, shaking his head as he reopened the Jeguemony book. "Yeah, let's do that before someone else decides to drops a boogshell."

Will leaned over to Taylor. "Do you think we're done with the surprises for today? its starting to smell like toby and not asim wolf"

Taylor shrugged. "With this group? Doubt it."

Lev cleared his throat once more, trying to regain the solemnity of the Jeguemony. "Alright, let's wrap this up before anyone else objects."

Dash turned back to Kyle, who reached out and grabbed his hand, squeezing it gently. The moment Calil objected was already fading into the background. All that mattered now was the person standing next to him.