Oliver was Josh's first everything. His first everything.
Oliver fiddled with the sleeves of his tux, shifting his weight from one leg to another. His eyes were trapped down the aisle, he nibbled on his bottom lip, gaze anxious. A good kind of anxious.
"It'll be okay, kiddo," His father said behind him. Oliver turned his head to glance at him and nodded. Oh wait, I guess it's a little confusing; allow me to explain. He didn't agree with his wife decision. At first, he did, too blinded by his views and beliefs to try and stop her. But that was on the heat of the moment. As much as he didn't agree with his son being, well, gay, he was still his son after all. It's just a shame it took him too long to understand that. A few months too long.
He searched all over for Oliver. His wife didn't tell him the argument he had with Ms Franceschi on the phone in regards to taking Oliver under her wing. It was an accident he found out. He was glad he did.
He contacted Oliver through her. Oliver really didn't know how to react over his apologies. He ran away from there. He didn't contact him again, none of them did. This all happened after the engagement, so it was only a week before the wedding he called him. Oliver gave him his forgiveness. He asked him to be there, too. His father was on cloud nine, still somewhat deep on his regret. He ended up arguing pretty bad with his wife but in his opinion, it was a good exchange for at least be on his son's marriage. Josh was stunned over it all. He was glad, too. It was good to see how excited Oliver was despite how hard he tried to hide. And with the short time they spend together – Only that week before the wedding – was enough for him to sort of become a fatherly figure for them both, even if he was a bit weirded out for seeing his son engaged with the best friend he had his whole life.
Almost all of their friends had finished walking down the aisle. Oliver felt more nervous by the time, simply wishing it would slow down and hurry up at the same time. Then his eyes fell on Josh. His breath hitched. His eyes widened. His heart sped up, his chest warmed. He smiled. Wide. His eyes squinted, so full with love and warmth, so adoring. Oliver let out an overwhelmed chuckle. Because he was overwhelmed, overwhelmed with love. It was beautiful to see. It was hopeful. Josh had a smile just as wide on his face. His mom had a fond smile on her face too, gaze between both her kids as she held Josh's arm, walking with him.
Oliver held his breath until Josh got to him. He exhaled slowly. His mom let go of Josh's arm with an emotional smile, walking so she stood near Josh. Oliver gently took his hands and didn't even think twice; he raised both his hands and kissed the back of Josh's hands. Josh let out a small fond laugh, gazing down. The priest gave a small smile. Then she started talking. Through it all, the grooms' stared strictly at each other with the happiest and fondest eyes, looking truly, deeply in love. Once she had done and gave them her words, Oliver talked first. He allowed the guests and everyone there to see the inside of his soul, drenching them with the gorgeous blooms he held deep inside and his promises. It was better than the engagement speech. Josh would never confess how he teared up. Then it was Josh's turn. The pretty words that left his lips had surely made their way into people's feelings. Oliver almost sobbed, his face all flushed. They all held pretty promises that they'd really keep forever. The preacher gave her final words. Both said their 'I do's. Oliver couldn't resist and tipped Josh back, giving him the most innocent and passionate kiss. A wave of cheers went around.
They had a small party. Many and many pictures registering that moment of endless smiles, of them cutting the cake, of them slow dancing, of them doing silly things, of them simply smiling. They were gorgeous pictures, all of them, holding their own little space on their hearts. After then, they travelled again. They decided that not France because they went there before, so they went to Germany. Josh was completely delighted with the country. Oliver was delighted with Josh's happiness. The country too.
They were there for one week and a half before they came back. Josh decided he wanted to do something with their apartment so they did. They covered up all their stuff with plastic and got a lot of paints. It was Josh's best artwork by the end. They painted small stuff, that each had their own meaning despite seeming random. All recorded their story. Near the door, there were two small boys, one crashing into the another. There was a curvy line, with flowers and petals all around it that led to a Nintendo controller, with two crossed fingers atop of it, that Oliver sooner explained to Josh about his promise. Oliver fell in love all over again with the smile Joshua gave him and the small kiss right after. Another line, leading to a pool, that Josh confessed it was when he realized he had feelings for Oliver. Oliver smiled so wide and hid the small reddening on his cheeks. Another line, that led to a gigantic rose. Oliver told it was at the flower shop they once visited that he felt his heart quickening over the sight of Josh's pure smile. The line led up to headphones, each of those upon their ears, half of their faces painted on the wall. They both had always adored music so it would symbolize the beginning of their dating time. The next one was two hands together, fingers laced over one another. Their first time, Josh explained. And after came a small suitcase, which Oliver said that even if it was one of the hardest times in his life, he still wanted to make it memorable because it was then that he had gotten the closest with Josh when they did literally everything together, until the end. Then a set of wings, as to when they moved to their dorm on college. Josh said that it was then he was set free on the world to fly at the same time it was as if that time Oliver had become completely his angel guardian. Oliver would deny for the rest of his life that he got teary eyes. Keys came next, when they got their apartment. It was surrounded by sprouts. And then there was a ring, just like Josh's engagement one, followed by two golden rings atop each other. If you looked closer you could see on the inside neat handwriting with their names on each ring. It all was set in a rainbow trail, and right below there was a large lake. Their spot. It took them a long time to finish but they did. It was the work of Josh's lifetime along with Oliver's. They were both proud of it all. The whole painting took two walls, so two others were left blank, the window was set at the end of the third. Josh said they could paint it when they were older and had more stories to tell. Oliver agreed.
After two days with it being done, Oliver had an idea and Josh loved it with all his heart. The fourth wall, that led to the corridor and met with the door was too empty, so Oliver wanted to paint something specific over it. Ms Franceschi had never cried like she did when she saw a portrait of her on that wall, her hand on their shoulders with her dogs painted beside them. She was in love with the happiness on all of their faces, they both were too. They both were in love with everything, each other especially.
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BRO THIS SHIT IS OVER OH MY FUCKING GOD IM CRYING SO HARD. I ACTUALLY MANAGED TO FINISH THIS OH MY GOSH. Thank you so much for everyone that read this, especially the ones who encouraged me and gave me the motivation to write this, with comments, votes and simply your sweet words. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you all so much, thank you ❤🖤❤ ❤🖤❤. See you next time :)
(I'm sorry about the shitty ending tho, I rlly dk how to end stories 😬)
