𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮✔ [COMPLETED]

C H 38 : The Day

(*Author chann~ wiggling their eyebrows like an idiot in the background*)

** Third Person's P.O.V **

Fresh sighed, does he really have to wear that? It was uncomfortable and it made him embarrassed. His brother is congratulating him countless times. Alphys wasn't done with his ends of his dress yet. Fresh picked up the pastel pink-colored ribbon off the table and tied it with his hand made bouquet of flowers.

The flowers were in pastel colors, the dark green leaves complementing the soft and warm colors. “Why do I have to wear this?” Fresh asked Alphys, she sighed. “The church here doesn't accept same gender marriage yet, this is an excuse. We'll make you look like a girl. You do have a feminine like body after all.” Alphys explained, sewing the last threads and tying it neatly whilst cutting the ends. She smiled at the finished product.

“Done.”

“You can walk around now.” She suggested. Fresh gulped down the remaining saliva inside his mouth down to his dry throat out of nervousness. He tried walking but the heels he was wearing was killing him. “Can I have flats instead of this makes-you-taller shoe?” Fresh requested. Alphys shook her head, Fresh whined. “Just for awhile, pleaseeee.” Fresh practically begged, he just wanted to get rid of this. “Nope, you need training first.” Alphys dragged Fresh out of the make-up room.

“Wait! PJ would see me! He can't see me in this! It's embarrassing.” Fresh blushes, feeling that the dress started drip down slowly. He pulled it up in embarrassment. “It's just for a bit, we won't see you. I made sure the guys would keep him busy.” Alphys reassured, but he doesn't feel so reassured. What if they run of ideas trying to keep him busy?

“This dress is embarrassing.” Fresh blushed even harder. “Oh, shush. PJ bought it for you, you should cherish that fact.” Alphys lectured him, Fresh gulped, nodding in agreement.

“Okay, so this is the plan. You walk in and you keep walking until you see your brother walking towards you. You both hold you arms until he escorts you along the isle while your flower girls—ahem, me,  follow you to the altar and throwing these flower petals, okay? Once you reached the altar, you stand beside your beloved, give him a smile of reassurance because I'm pretty sure he's nervous. You say your vows, blah, blah, blah then say I do, KYAAAAAAA, MY SHIP IS GETTING MARRIED.”

Fresh giggled at how much Alphys is fangirling over his ship. He nodded and seemed like the plan is simple. Everything is going to be alright. Fresh started to get nervous, the dress is embarrassing. The fake lashes he was wearing made him look like a girl. Even with that simple detail, it made him blush to think that PJ would mistaken him for a another girl that looks like him.

That would be funny. “Hurry, Fresh! Back to the make-up room, I SEE UNDYNE, THE GUYS ARE OUT.” Alphys pushed Fresh back to the make-up room. “Just remember Fresh, give him that cute smile of yours. It will make him flustered.” Alphys winked at Fresh, he nodded, blushing.

He sighed, taking deep breaths, it was his big day. What could possibly ruin it for him?  Fresh fixed his veil, the ends of his long dress, and his bouquet of flowers. He also fixed the chest part of the dress. It did show a bit of his ribs, he blushed. We opened the door, and walked towards the church doors.

The guards opened them for him, what he saw first was the love of his life. Family, friends and relatives watching his every step. Alphys almost crying whilst throwing the petals on the carpet trail.

He reached the altar, Fresh doing what Alphys has said to him, give him a reassuring smile, then a cute one. PJ blushed insanely, he had to look away.

The priest then started to talk about stuff, love for eternity, forever, blah, blah, blah, blah. Time skip, they were about to give each other their rings. The best man, Palette, gave them their rings in a silk red pillow.

PJ took Fresh's hand, and slid his ring in his ring finger. “It fits you perfectly.” PJ whispers to him, Fresh blushes as he took PJ's hand and slid it in his as well. Fresh's ring was made out of silver, with a small pastel colored diamond pasted on the top. It looked so beautiful. PJ's ring was made out of silver, with dozens of heart carvings and with a square black diamond pasted on top.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

PJ looked at Fresh's eyes, he pulled Fresh closer to him. He pulled him to the side and dipped him, and kissed Fresh afterwards. Fresh's eye widened, he didn't expect that but he kissed back anyways, wrapping his arms around his neck.

The crowd cheered, confetti blown from the sides with flower petals raining down from the ceiling. The two lovers pulled away from their kiss.

“I Love You, Fresh”

“I Love You Too, PJ”

PJ smiled at him warmly, he lifted him up to his arms, carrying him bridal style.

“(S)HE'S MY WAIFUUUUUU!!”