TMR/TBS Imagines

Thomas // Wedding (Pt.3)

"Ready (Y/N)?" Dylan asked once again as we were told it was our turn. I nodded as he linked our arms after he pecked my forehead. I felt very lucky first off for Dylan doing this for me since I didn't have my father to walk me. Dylan was our best friend and if felt fitting for him to do it.

"We're ready," Dylan said as the music began playing. A million thoughts burned my head before the double doors swung open.

The doors revealed the freshly lit path of fake candles and flowers I put for the mood and because I just loved candles. My eyes scanned the large crowd of 200 people all staring at me with large smiles.

The crowd was mixed with family, some I hadn't seen in years, and friends, some being cast mates for movies we had done before, meaning it was an all star church.

I smiled as my eyes landed on Thomas. His black tux fit him in every curve as his eyes met mine. His lips were parted slightly as his eyes filled with tears. Ki Hong, Dexter and Will had their hands on his shoulders as all eyes focused on me.

I looked from Thomas to the floor hoping to cover my rosy cheeks as well as teary eyes. The walk was slow but not agonizingly long before I was stopped in front of Thomas.

Dylan pulled me into a tight hug before standing beside Ki Hong. I looked back at my bridesmaids, again in the order, Hayoung, Rosa, Kaya, Ava and my sibling, (Y/S/N).

Everything felt perfect as the people in the crowd took their seats. Tasha and my mother had their hands inside each other's as they watched their children standing up here together.

My eyes locked onto Thomas's as the butterflies filled my stomach. His warm brown eyes dug into me in a good way as if this was the first time seeing them. I was falling in love with him all over again.

"Hi Tommy," I smiled as he returned it and tangled our fingers with his thumb grazing my hand.

"Hello love," he smirked as I grinned and looked back at the ground almost embarrassed or smitten.

"You may be seated," the pastor said. Here it was.

The next hour was joy filled. We went through the ceremony reciting scriptures from the Bible, and repeating after the man. We read our vows again but this time we had cried so much we had none left. Good for us.

"You may kiss your bride," the pastor said.

Thomas wrapped his hands around my waist as our eyes locked for the millionth time.

"Hello Mrs. Sangster," he smirked. I giggled before wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Come here Mr.Sangster."

He pulled our lips until they touched. The cheers around us were washed away as the only that mattered was Thomas. The same feeling rose in me as if this was the first time our lips touched.

"We're married," I giggled as we laced our fingers together. We finally looked at the standing crowd of clapping people as Dylan and Ki Hong pushed us off the platform.

I laughed as Thomas pulled me to the exit of the church with us waving and smiling at our friends and family. When we finally made it out of the large chapel, he pulled me towards a large room to our left. He pulled me into a tight hug with our lips never apart. 

"You're my wife. I'm finally married to the girl of my dreams," he smiled and pressed our foreheads together with his thumbs gliding over my cheeks.

"I love you Tommy. I'm never gonna stop telling you that because now we're married," I giggled and pulled my head back. He followed and engulfed me in a large bear hug.