Perfect

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This is gonna be so much more happier than my last one shot, short but sweet. enjoy!

|general POV|
Her brunette locks were perfectly curled and her white dress looked beautiful. This was her day. No—their day. She couldn't hardly believe she would be marrying the love of her life.

He stood perfectly still on the tickling sand that was wedged in between his toes and feet. The sound of the waves crashing behind him were just perfect. They both knew it was cliche to have their wedding on a beach; but cliche was their thing. So they didn't care.

|Spencer's POV|

I took a deep breath as I laced my arm through my fathers.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

I looked over to my father, looking into his identical brown orbs and nodded.

Words couldn't describe how long I've been waiting for this day. I've fantasized about this day since I was little. But it was nothing like this. My dream was to have a big white wedding in a church with tons of people. But Toby, he changed me. Even before that faithful day he dove in to kiss me, I knew we would have a very special relationship of some kind.

My father tugged on my arms and chuckled. I placed a giant smile on my face and walked equal to him.

Everyone was standing. All eyes on me. Some were crying. Some had the biggest smile plastered to their face. It was a small wedding. Nothing to big. Just close friends and family.

I finally glanced up and my eye caught him. He looked—he looked amazing.

He smiled, tears ran down his face.

He mouthed something that'd I'd heard millions of times. Blood rose up to my cheeks.

"I look like a mess." I sighed as I plunked down onto the bed and stripped off my clothes.

"Shirt." I commanded. He laughed and threw me the shirt he had on.

I quickly slipped it over my head and got cozy in his arms.

"Why do you love me?"  I asked as he played with my fingers. "There's no point in loving me. I'm-"

"Beautiful, the most kind person I've ever met, smart.... I could name more, but that'd take me until I die. You are perfect baby. You look perfect. Hell, I don't deserve you."

"I love you so much."

"I love you too."

Tears stung my eyes. I couldn't hold them back. It was perfect.

Once I finally reached him, my dad kissed him head and Toby grabbed my hands.

"I don't deserve it, but you look perfect."

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