Stop following me. (second spinoff of never leave you alone)

end two

(Y/n) found herself in an impossibly soft bed, no injuries anywhere on her body.
She was in a cute nightgown and her hair was brushed out.
A weight kept her from moving.
She could not see beside her for the mass of brunet hair in her way, she felt sleepy again and slipped back into dreaming.
She woke up later and found the weight and hair was gone, she was in another spot.
A room with flowers in it, roses and such everywhere.

The silver haired female got up and felt a burning feeling in her throat, she felt a longing for companionship.
Just not Luxembourg oddly enough.
(Y/n) walked around the room and looked at the flowers, she heard the door open and someone step in.
"Are you feeling better?", the familiar voice asked.
The voice made her turn and latch onto the man who spoke, he returned the embrace.
"Kultaseni, I am glad you are okay.", Thurston said and kissed the female.
The silver haired female gripped him tighter as they kissed.

She was panting but happy when they broke apart, Thurston held her against his chest.
"Marry me Kulta.", the male said and rubbed her back, "marry me."
"I will.", (y/n) heard herself say.
The Finn smiled and gave her another kiss, "I have everything ready. All you have to do is say yes when asked."
The silver haired female nodded and cuddled to the warm finn, he smelled like he recently had taken a shower.

Thurston gave her a bag, "change into that and go to the garden."
He left afterwards.
(Y/n) looked into the bag and found white fabric looking back, she pulled it out and found a beautiful wedding gown.
The silver haired female put on the gown as instructed and went to the garden.
She was stopped by Magnus before she could exit the house, the Danish man held his arm out to her.
She took it and was led into the garden where the others were waiting.
Egil had some poor man at gunpoint, the priest that they probably kidnapped for this.

The Finn had a cute blush on his cheeks as the Silver haired female walked up, Magnus let her go right up to the finn.
Egil nudged the shaking man and the priest cleared his throat.
"Skip to the end.", Bernard yelled at the priest while loki snickered at the terrified captive.
"Do you take.. umm. This woman as your lawfully wedded wife?", the shaking man asked.
"I do.", Thurston replied, not taking his eyes off of (y/n) for a second.
"And you you take this mons- ow! Man as your husband.", the priest yelped after Egil hit him.
"Yes, I do.", the silver haired Scandinavian said. She did not believe that she heard herself say it.

"You may now kiss the bride.", the man said and Egil shoved him off the stage.
Bernard caught the man and hummed, "you two can go ahead and kiss, then go to your honeymoon."
Thurston made (y/n) turn her head to him and kissed her, a gentle emotional kiss.
He scooped her up, bridal style and carried her off.
The priest was screaming for help as Loki called for Drage to come out of hiding, the silver haired female heard the scream as the man was torn apart.

Thurston took her away from the others and back to the room she was in before, the one with all the flowers.
The flowers were now gone, the finn undid the tie he had on.
"Hate ties.", he muttered.
(Y/n) was wandering away to look around the room when the tie Thurston took off pulled her back to him, "where do you think you're going?"
His tone was teasing and playful, he held onto his newly wedded wife.
"I'm so happy.", he sighed out with a smile on his face.
the silver haired female petted his head gently as he laid his head on her shoulder, "I love you."

The Finn smiled more when he heard those words.
He waited for this.
And it was well worth it.
Thurston set her on the daybed in the room and sat next to her, he pulled her into his lap and kissed her deeply.
No need to hold back this time, she was his.
She was returning the kiss as he ran his fingers up her back, looking for the zipper to her dress.
"YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG!"
the voice made Thurston jump and break the kiss, Loki fell over and was laughing his ass off.