Just Two Boys - Jaspar - boyxboy

Epilogue

Joe POV

I shift from one foot to the other nervously. Vicious butterflies are attacking my stomach, making it churn and lurch like a washing machine. So much has been leading up to this day, and I just want it to be perfect. It has to be.

Just then, Zoë enters the room, practically bouncing on her toes. I chuckle at the sight of it, the butterflies becoming more intense as sound comes from my lips in the form of a laugh. I watch her in amusement, she's looking more excited than me. And it's my wedding!

I proposed to Caspar almost as soon as I got out of the hospital. I wanted to always be with him, and I wanted him to always be with me. I know how alone he felt in my hospital days, and I never want him to feel that way again. Never.

"Joe! Oh my gosh, I'm so excited!" She yells, and I playfully rub my ear, signalling that she's too loud. She brushes it off as she continues. "Mum's in the other room, she'll be walking you down the aisle in a few!" She chirps, and gives me a huge hug.

She pulls away and fans her eyes, a ritual I've never understood. "Ugh, I'm gonna cry!" She states. She stops fanning her eyes and smiles sweetly. "I'm so incredibly proud of you, Broseph."

"Thank you, Zoë. This day's been a long time coming and I'm so happy you guys didn't give up hope on me while I was in that wretched hospital." I pause for a second and chuckle. "Or.. maybe I am glad. If Cas hadn't given up then I probably wouldn't be where I am today!" Almost before I get done talking I'm tackled in another one of Zoë's hugs.

"I'm just thinking back to my wedding day, Joe. You had no clue Alfie and I were dating. And that broke my heart, it really did." Her voice wavers on the word broke. Now she's pulling away to look me straight in the eyes. "But when you figured it out, I got so happy. So happy. And now... you're getting married yourself. I could not be any prouder."

"You're gonna make me cry, Zo!" I say playfully, but I really do feel the tears building up.

"Wouldn't want to ruin your makeup." She teases. Just then, our mum walks in. "Showtime, baby! Zo, better go sit down." Zoë nods eagerly, takes one last look at me, and rushes to her seat.

"You ready, Joseph?" She asks sweetly, fixing my tie.

"Not really." I admit.

"Don't worry sweetheart, you'll do great." And she kisses my forehead. The music starts playing, and we watch Zoë and Alfie's daughter walking down the aisle and throwing rose petals.

"You know," my mum says, "I never imagined I'd be walking you down the aisle. But I'm glad I am."

And now we walk out. The sunlight hits my face, and I see all of our friends looking at me fondly. We decided to have an outdoor wedding, next to a beautiful lake. I half smile at them, and look up to see Caspar.

That awkward mess I call my fiancé. Soon-to-be husband. Our eyes meet and time slows down. I know everything about this boy. I love everything about this boy. And he knows and loves everything about me. I know marriage is just some rings and a document, but it means a lot more.

I'm going to be spending the rest of my life with this boy, and I could not be happier. I can't wait to wake up next to him and call him my husband. To call him mine.

We reach the altar, and I go to stand next to him. We cannot stop staring into each other's loving eyes. Those gorgeous blue orbs I could get lost in. And I do, on a regular basis.

As the wedding officiator talks about how he will be mine and I will be his his, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, in bad times or good, it suddenly becomes extremely real to me. I will be marrying Caspar Lee, the love of my life. I will be married to him. I have to hold back the tears in my eyes.

We put our official rings on each other, and say our "I dos." It becomes realer by the second. All I want to do is plant my lips on his and never detach. I want to feel his warmth, his loving nature. I say "I do" with all the energy I have in me. Because I do take Caspar to be my lawfully wedded husband. Husband. It feels so good to say that.

"You may now kiss the groom." And I do not hesitate. I kiss him passionately and with all I have in me. The sparks fly anew, never having gone away. The soar every time I kiss him, cuddle him, hug him. I love him.

It still feels like the first time. It feels like the time when I kissed him after Zoë had convinced me that it was okay to be who I am. And I'm so glad she did. I don't know where I'd be if she didn't. Would we even be together? Probably not. Would Caspar get over me? Be with someone else? Would I be experiencing this day with a girl? Would I ever admit to myself my identity? The thought of all that makes me sick to my stomach. I couldn't imagine marrying anyone except Caspar.

The love I have for him never fades away. If anything, it's better than that first kiss. My feelings for him have steadily increased, ignoring that blip in the middle after the accident. We don't talk about that much, but if we do, we talk about it in terms of happiness we are where we are now.

We pull away from the kiss, and people are clapping and cheering, and I just look at him. I am now married to Caspar Lee, the love of my life, and I am so incredibly happy that I am.

hAH hAH MOTHERFUCKERS

YALL THOUGHT THE STORY WAS OVER

BUT NAHHHH

EPILOGUE BITCHES

wow idek what prompted me to make this but here it is.

brb having war flashbacks to when i would make like ans like this and was still writing this wowow

honestly look at the prologue vs the epilogue i feel so proud of how much better my writing got

i hope you enjoyed this and it made your day :)

signing off for real now

bye fam <333333