LX | matrimony

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mat·ri·mo·ny | adj. | arousing or characterized by intense feeling

"NO, I'M A WRECK," Peter paced back and forth in his classy and expensive tuxedo, Tony watching him with crossed arms and an amused smile. Quirking a brow at the boy who kept running a hand through his already nicely gelled back hair, the billionaire swatted the kid's hands away. 

Scowling, Tony stared at him. "Hey! Your hair's already done!" Peter apologized, stuttering before looking back in the mirror with an odd glint in his eyes. Adjusting his tuxedo, his confidence seemed to falter in the moment that he needed it most. "Maybe she'll say no," Tony rolled his eyes, patting the male's shoulder.

"Yes, because Y/n's that much of an asshole to say yes to you and then ditch you at the altar." The sarcasm didn't seem to help, the innocence in the boy's eyes really popping out as he stared at Tony directly with a cracked tone in his voice. "She told you she'd do that?" Throwing his head back, Iron Man groaned. "God, no, kid! Of course she wouldn't!" 

Peter's brows were still furrowed and pulled together in childish confusion. Tony sighed again, hearing the door swing open to reveal a prettily dressed May. Her hair was curled nicely and perched into a beautiful bun at the top of her head, the female returning from helping Y/n out with her own gown.

Smiling kindly, May walked in and looked at him. "Aren't you glad you didn't go with a tie?" She teased, one hand on her hip as Dylan returned from tying his own black tie that Peter had assigned to his groomsmen. This time, it was Peter's turn to groan and whine like a kid. May just smiled, her blue jumpsuit lighting up because of the natural light flowing through the windows.

Approaching him and leaving a kiss on his forehead, tears rimmed May's eyes. She gently moved back a stray curl that brushed against his forehead. "Ben would be so proud of you," He couldn't help, but let some tears pool in his own brown eyes. He smiled painfully and hugged her tightly, his aunt reciprocating.

Tony even let out a slight sniffle, covering his mouth and averting his eyes. Dylan smirked slightly at Tony, snickering and going to Peter to give him a hug. "Congratulations, Peter." He said, patting his back while the boy nodded and hugged him back. "Thanks, Dylan. Take care of May, alright? I think Y/n's going to drive me even crazier from now on." He joked.

Dylan nodded, grinning and shooting an affectionate look towards May. "Yeah, I know. Your aunt's practically an accident and trouble magnet." That earned a swat on the arm from May and a roll of her eyes. After another hour or so of panicking and small congratulations, the ceremony began.

By courtesy, Y/n was forced to invite her parents. They were seated at the very back and everyone at the front occupied the actual people close to Peter and Y/n. Ned was the best man, proudly standing there with a cheeky smile as he internally lost it at the amount of superheroes there. 

Following Ned was Charlie and Eden's pictures, Dylan, Scott Lang, Peter Quill, Thor Odinson, Steve Rogers, and Bruce Banner. On the bridesmaids side, Faye was the matron of honor. The bridesmaids consisted of Viva, Ebony, Wren (although they were non-binary, they didn't mind), May, and Pepper. The couple had decided to hint towards Spider-Man and their powers with the set up.

Her bridesmaids wore nice navy jumpsuits in honor of Charlie and half of Spider-Man's colors while the groomsmen were appointed to the task of wearing red suits and black ties. Now, where was Tony in all of this? Tony was busy trying to calm Y/n, holding onto her sweaty hand and teasing her. "The music hasn't started and you're already panicking."

She nervously stammered, feeling like she would vomit right then and there. "Obviously." He rolled his eyes, but turned to his right when someone entered the back. It was Y/n's dad, his eyes narrowing at the interaction. "I'll be walking my own daughter down the aisle," Tony opened his mouth, but Y/n stopped her. 

"I'm an adult and I will choose who walks me down the aisle. Tony is my father, not you. Now, go sit down and be peaceful when they ask for objections." She hissed at him, the man turning right around and walking back to his seat. The adult snorted at her actions, the female obviously irritated. "Why'd you invite him again?"

"Manners,"

"Like you have any of those,"

She huffed, smacking his arm as the music kicked in at that moment. Walking down the aisle, Y/n swore that angels must've been singing because Peter looked exactly like a kid on Christmas day. He was smiling so widely and tears were threatening to leak from his eyes, Ned whispering to him as Peter nodded proudly and whispered something back.

Reaching the end, Tony said some words to Peter and kissed Y/n's forehead. Stepping up to the podium, he was the pastor as well because he's rich and he bought the license instead of working for it. "Alright, skipping all the prayers and stuff, moving on! Uh, share your vows, kids." Peter couldn't help it, tears leaking out of his eyes. He opened his mouth to talk, but stopped.

Shaking his head, he laughed and said an inside joke that Y/n and him shared. "I won't ruin it," She smiled and laughed at him, shaking her head when Tony looked at her. "Go ahead and kiss and make out; whatever people your age do these days." Peter quickly pulled her in, kissing her and officially making her Mrs. Parker.

Hours after that amazing moment was the after party that Y/n made sure to not invite her parents to, approaching Tony and grinning. Nodding at her, the music started up. For a while, it was traditional waltzing music. Peter was confused until he started cackling alongside Ned, the music changing to HEYYEYAAEYAAAEYAEYAA from YouTube.

The two instantly changed their dance routine and it was definitely out of control, yet somehow in sync. Y/n was laughing the entire time and trying not to fall flat on her face while Tony was doing it effortlessly and jiving alongside her. Ned laughed harder when she actually fell, pointing. "You married her."

Peter smiled, "And I'm so glad I did."

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