Through the Gap in the Curtains

Yours

"Keefe, I've been thinking," Tam began, and was then promptly cut off. "That's the kind of thing that people say right before they break up. Nope." Keefe said, running his hand through his immaculately styled blonde hair. They were sitting in his large bedroom at Candleshade. Keefe had managed to sneak Tam in under the watchful gaze of his father, and they had been sitting on his bed, just talking. Okay, maybe there was some kissing, but that wasn't the point.

"No, no that. I've been thinking about marriage," Tam continued, and Keefe's eyes widened. "Go on."

"I know that your parents aren't open to the idea of you being gay, but... we should start thinking about this sort of thing."

"Tam," Keefe said, his face lighting up, "I don't care what my parents think. We can buy our own house, live our own life- who cares if we're a bad match or not approved by the council? I love you. I always will."

Keefe slid off the bed, reaching into his pocket for the ring he had bought last week for just this purpose. With shaking hands, he clicked open the velvet box and got down on one knee. He took a deep breath, and looked into Tam's beautiful silver eyes, before speaking the life-changing words.

"Tam Song, will you do me the honour of becoming my lawfully wedded husband?"

Tam's stony face cracked into a smile. He brushed the hair out of his silvery eyes, and locked them on Keefe's ice blue ones.

"Do you really want to do this, Keefe?" he asked. "You'll be throwing away all your old life- for me. Do you really want to do all that just for me? I'm not worthy of you, I'm not- but yes, I will marry you, if you desire. I want to marry you. I just don't want you to throw away your future for me-"

Keefe pulled him off the bed, and into a passionate embrace. "Oh, bangs boy," he murmured against his lips. "I have no life but you."

"Don't call me bangs boy," Tam muttered, and pulled him closer.

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"So," the tall, bony elf with harsh blue eyes said. "You all want... a triple wedding."

Fitz noded. "Yes, ma'am. Will that be a problem? We'd be happy to pay you extra."

"Let me get this straight," she said. "You want three separate wedding ceremonies, all with matching decor-"

Keefe cut her off. "Actually, Tam and I will be having a separate ceremony, just to make the saying the vows will be easier for you two straight couples."

He tweaked Sophie's nose, and she hit him lightly on the arm. After the shock wore off, it had been easy accepting Keefe as gay. Their wedding planner, however, was not a fan.

"Two ceremonies, one for you two-" she pointed towards Dex and Biana and Fitz and Sophie. "And one for you two," she said, addressing Keefe and Tam with her lip curled slightly. She had been acting cold and harsh towards them, but Keefe was trying to be nice. Sophie appreciated his effort.

"Plus one wedding reception for all three couples afterwards." she concluded, and Fitz, who was mostly handling her along with Biana, nodded.

"If that's possible, it would be great." Fitz said, with a strained smile.

"Alright. I can make that happen. And we have all settled on the traditional theme, with white and gold, with linen fabrics, and you will be having it outside Everglen. Oh, and the arch adorned with pink roses. Silly me." she added, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Pale pink," Biana cut in. "What?" she said, her thin mouth tightening.

"Pale pink roses for the arch." Biana verified. The planner looked ready to explode.