Solangelo One Shots

I'll Be Your Server(part 4)

I had a request for one last part of this to tie everything up in a nice little bow, so here it is but beforehand, I think a backstory might be nice. This is a year and a half after the previous part, and Nico and his parent's haven't spoken since, although he and Hazel are still in constant contact. Will is working at the local hospital and Nico works at an animal shelter. They have an apartment together in New York City and they're about to get married. Enjoy!

Nico's POV

I scanned the throng of people in central park, searching for the heads of two people I hadn't seen in almost two years. "Do you think they'll show up?" I fretted, turning to my younger sister Hazel, who was looking radiant in a long white dress that matched the flowers in her hair. "We sent them an invitation, right?" Hazel nodded, and I could see in her eyes that she was doubtful that my parents would show up for my marriage, one of the most important events in my life. They had already skipped my graduation, which had been a few months ago, and I knew I would be crushed if they didn't show up, even though I pretended I didn't care.

"Nico, I talked to them when I had dinner with them a few nights ago," Hazel sighed. "They got the invitation, but they didn't say anything about coming."

"Well, we have two extra seats for them in case they come, right?" I asked. "And extra party favors?"

"If they come, we have enough of everything so that they'll be treated like any other guest," Hazel promised.

"Good." I let out a relieved breath. "I know we haven't spoken in a while, but I want them to be here. I want them to see me get married."

"I completely understand," Hazel assured me. "Do you know when Will is coming out?" She asked, changing the subject to my soon to be husband. I stood on my tip-toes, just able to see the long white tent that Will was inevitably waiting in, getting ready for the ceremony to start.

"I have no idea," I responded, letting my feet sit flat on the rose petal covered ground again. "He told me that it was bad luck to see the groom in his tuxedo before the wedding and shut himself in the tent three hours ago. He's been in there ever since."

Hazel laughed. "Well, he'll be out soon, I'm sure. The ceremony starts at three, and it's two fifty now." She gave me one last scan from head to toe, straightening out my black bow tie. "Come on, we should get to the end of our aisle."

Will and I weren't exactly sure how to set up our wedding. Neither of us had ever been to a gay wedding, and we had both wanted to walk the aisle. So, a compromise arose. We had one long, black aisle strewn with rose petals stretching throughout the chairs that had been set out for the wedding guests with the altar sitting in the middle. Will's father would be walking Will to the altar and since my dad wasn't here, Hazel would be taking his place. It was all in order, besides two major puzzle pieces that left a gaping hole in the picture.

Will's POV

I stared at myself in the full length mirror on the side of the tent, smoothing out stray wrinkles on my white suit. I straightened my bow tie, making sure my outfit was as perfect as I could get it. I could feel the presence of both of my parents behind me and I turned around to see their smiling faces beaming at me.

"You look amazing, honey," my mother told me, giving me a kiss on the forehead. "Nico is going to be knocked off of his feet when he sees you."

"Speaking of Nico, are his parents going to be here?" my father asked. "We still haven't met them."

"We don't know yet," I said a little bit too quickly. "He's still rocky with them, but we sent them an invitation."

"Well, no matter what happens with him family, we will always be Nico's family," my dad assured me. He gazed at my reflection in the mirror, observing my white suit and carefully styled hair. "Come on," he said. "We should get outside. The ceremony is about to start."