Milo Manheim × Reader{COMPLETED}

Fin

You: But I can do you the honors of being your best best, beautiful and amazing wife.

Milo sighed in relief. He put the purple ring on your ring finger. Once again, you kissed him. The people in the background applauded.

You: I love how you asked me to marry you in the morning when we didn't even get breakfast yet. You're so simple.

Milo: I couldn't wait any longer for you to be my wife.

I blushed very hard. I will always look back at this moment...

Time Skip~
I was very cold yet I sweating. Yeah, I know...it doesn't make sense. But I guess nothing really makes sense on your wedding day, huh? I walked down the isle as a thousand eyes followed my every move. I turned to look at my father holding my arm, graciously by my side ready to finally let me go. "We are gathered on this very special day to unite these beautiful souls together." The more the priest spoke, the more Ithemy anxiety. Who knew me, Y/N, could...get married?! I never would have thought bumping into an actor at a store would turn into the best thing that happened to me.

With a bunch of "I do's" and a whole lot of bittersweet speeches...we were here. Milo caressed my cheek and leaned in. I knew what came next to make it official. The true signature. Our lips met and I could feel us lifting towards the air. Metaphorically of course. It was almost like we were in a Disney movie. But we weren't. This was real life. This was our life. Here we are. At the end. Together.