"Well." I throw my jacket on the couch. "Where the hell do we get married now?"
"Churches are so stupid!" Misha shouts.
"I can't believe they won't allow us to get married there! It was going to be perfect!" I pull my phone and go to twitter. Angry tweeting is never good.. Oh fucking well.
Screw churches and screw everybody else.
I send it out and look at misha pacing.
"Our wedding is in three months Jens."
"You don't think I know that?" I snap. I see his face fall. "I'm sorry baby. I'm just worried you know its not like we can get married in a barn." Mishas face lights up.
"Or we could." He grabs my phone and looks something up. He shows me a picture. "This is Nancy's dads barn. We could hang lights around and make it really nice looking." I pull Misha onto my lap.
"You should call him." I kiss him.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah I think it'd be pretty. We could put those white Christmas lights around and gve everybody little candles or something."
"You sure? You don't seem so keen on the idea."
"I kinda wanted a traditional wedding.. With a church and a pastor and everybody is wearing nice clothing and after we cut the cake."
"Let's look at some pictures of barn weddings they're really pretty my cousins best friends cousin had a barn wedding and from the pictures it was perfect."
"Wouldn't it be cold though?"
"We could put space heaters out in the corners and oh! Jensen! We could have blankets as gifts!" Misha claps.
"Okay okay." I laugh. "Can we go look at it?"
"In gonna call Nancy and see if she can call her dad." He jumps up. "Oh and jensen." He peaks around the corner. "I love you."
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"I can't believe in three short months you will be my husband." I smile at misha who is packing for another con.
"When we get back from Dencon it'll be 2 months." He holds up his favorite pair of boxers and folds them.
"Mmm and then Christmas comes and you know what I'm getting you for Christmas?" I toss a flannel in my suitcase. "I'm going to get you a what ever you want."
"Really?" Misha grins.
"Mmmhmm so start making a list."
"The only thing on my list right now is you." Misha wraps his arms around my waist.
"Is that true, Collins?" I pish our lips together.
"And a jeep." He says still touching my lips. "And a puppy." He kisses me again. "Oh and a pair of running shorts."
"Yeah?"
"Some kittens." He hums and kisses me again.
"You are one expensive boyfriend you know that, mish?"
"I'd be an expensive husband by then."
"Ok keep packing." I smack his butt pulling away.
"I'm done."
"Your computer?" I raise my eyebrow.
"Oh yes!" He leaves. I push in a few pairs of pants and socks along with a second lair of shoes and pajamas even though I probably won't use them. Misha comes back and puts his charger and computer in.
"I was gonna run down and get a coffee at Starbucks wanna come?"I zip my suitcase up and put it on the ground.
"Yeah can I drive?"
"Mmm hmm." I give him the keys.
