Theron
Being an almost eighteen year old dad is hard. Responsibilities are piled sky high and the odds of me being a good dad like mine was to me is quite bleak. But the smile on my baby's face makes me think I'm doing alright.
But along came Bobby...
I'd be fine if we never had to even leave this room,
Everybody's talking about heaven like they can't wait to go,
Saying how it's gonna be so good, so beautiful,
Lying next to you, in this bed with you I ain't convinced,
Cause I don't know how,
I don't know how heaven, heaven could be better than this.
HEAVEN-KANE BROWN
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Smitty Ray
"How are you holding up?" Bobby asks and I shuffle a bit and look at my brother.
"Like I'm about to puke rainbows," I reply and Bobby chuckles.
"You and me both," Bobby frowns for a second.
"Can you believe we're going to be married in just a few minutes?" I ask and Bobby Ray rocks on his heels.
"No, but man am I excited to call Theron my husband," Bobby glances along the aisle where our fiancés will be coming down.
"Me too. Blaise that is, to call Blaise mine," I grin loving my own words.
"I'm glad we're doing this together," Bobby says staring me right in the eyes with a serious expression.
"Me too bro. Me too," I don't know what would have become of me if I was doing this by myself.
Both Bobby and I bristle when the music starts and we stand at attention. The priest takes his place and smiles at my brother and I. I take in Bobby's awestruck look when he sees Theron and I grin for a second and look towards my future and boy did it look good.
I can't help but smile when I see Blaise coming behind Theron and Ky but what makes me smile more is that my baby's father has the decency to be here for him. I am so glad Mr. White came to support Blaise today.
God he looks so beautiful in white. He's beautiful. Blaise smiles at me and I'm ruined. Utterly ruined. I'm not convinced that heaven could be more beautiful than the man whose hand is being offered to me.
"Thank you," I mumble as I accept Blaise's hand from him.
"You're welcome and thank you Smitty Ray for taking care of my boy when I couldn't," Mr. White's eyes are teary and Blaise hugs him for a moment.
