Demi Imagines

Neighbor Part 4

You're marrying the love of your life...

"Ever since the first time we flirted through the window, I knew you were the one for me." Demi laughs lightly, and you stifle a laugh. "I can't believe that I'm this lucky. I never thought I would meet someone so perfect. So perfect for me. You are my soulmate and the love of my life. I love you so much, and I will always love you," she says, making you feel choked up and ready to cry.
You clear your throat and bite your lip, trying to regain your composure. God, you love her so much.
"That time you were changing by the window, I felt like a fucking pervert—until I realized you'd planned the whole thing," you joke, making her laugh.
The audience lets out a chuckle, and she looks toward them.
"I did plan it. I'm evil," Demi says, and you smack her arm lightly. "Right, sorry," she giggles.
"I really felt this strong connection to you, and it hasn't faded since. I fall in love with you over and over, and it's the best feeling in the world," you say softly, looking into Demi's beautiful brown eyes.
You can see so much depth in them. You've never seen eyes more beautiful.
You let out a breath before continuing, "You're my entire world. I love you more than you could ever imagine. Our love is timeless, and I will never stop loving you." You look down as you finish, a blush creeping onto your cheeks.
This whole day is like a dream, and it doesn't help that Demi looks absolutely ethereal. Her white dress with ruffles and faux feathers shows off her legs and makes her look like an angel.
"I love you so fucking much," Demi whispers, and you smile.
"I love you, too."
You're handed your rings, and you exchange them. The stones glitter gorgeously on your fingers, and you feel yourself tear up. This is incredible.
"You may now kiss the bride."
You don't have to be told twice. You put both hands on her face before pressing your lips to hers, and she move her hands to your hips. Pulling you closer, she smiles against your lips. Once more, you fall in love with her all over again.
It's as if with her, every day has something new and exciting, even if you're just spending the day at home wearing sweatpants and watching TV. Or, on the other hand, getting married. Everyday is special. And you wouldn't trade it for the world. You already have your world, anyway.

A/N
okay so I just kinda blahed and blehed this and spewed it out so enjoy the remains of my brain
Anyway I've written a certain candy smut that a certain somebody suggested, and it'll have two parts, the second featuring furry handcuffs from another certain somebody's suggestion.
And I have a waffle thing and another one featuring Halsey but I'll post them in good time aka one a day
DONT SHOOT ME
YOULL GET YOUR SMUT SOON OKAY