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There was no else in the world who is happier than Amane right now. He couldn't stop himself, tears began to trickle down his cheek as he watched the love of his life walk gracefully on the red carpet, dressed in a white gown that complimented her figure (cough, radish legs).
Yashiro walked down the aisle with her father, her gown trailing behind her. The crowd watched in awe as she walked, eyes glued on Amane who was also grinning ear-to-ear, eyes glossy.
Once Yashiro was beside Amane, the boy couldn't help himself: his eyes were trained on his fiancee, or technically considered his wife now. She looks so breathtaking that Amane felt like he just came back from running in a marathon, heart beating so loudly he didn't doubt the whole church could hear it.
Her hair was styled, curled into waves that perfectly framed her face. Her lips were glossy and rosy, bringing out the light in her eyes — then again, no matter what Yashiro wears, no matter how many layers of makeup she'd put, no matter how she styles her hair: Amane would still find her as the most gorgeous being in the world. No Goddess can compete with her, or at least no Goddess will lure Amane more, because to him, the ethereal woman that held the beauty of all is the same woman who is standing right next to him.
Amane didn't even realize that it was suddenly time for vows until he noticed everyone was staring at him expectantly. The male cleared his throat, ready to spill his feelings out with this simple vow.
"Nene," Amane began, smiling softly as Yashiro stared back at him, "my best friend, my partner in crime, my lover, my one and only—" no matter now many times Amane could be cheesy, Yashiro still couldn't help but flush red— "I promise you that I will be worth it for you. I promise you that I'm worth the time, the energy, the embarrassment—" the crowd and Yashiro couldn't help but laugh a bit under their breaths at that— "and most importantly, worth of your love. . ."
Yashiro's eyes began to well with tears when Amane's voice became so sincere. In fact, she could only just see it in his eyes how much he meant every word. But Amane wasn't even done, no, he wasn't even close!
"You are my priority," Amane told her. "Even if you were my only priority evenbefore this very day, I promise you that I would always look for you first — you will always come first because I love you. You know why I love you? When you came into my life, I have never been so happy, so I promise you that I will make sure you will feel the same way. I devote my life into making you feel happy and loved."
And then Yashiro was crying. Amane knew she couldn't help herself (and really, Amane is to blame in the first place). Yashiro is an emotional girl, but Amane's not just taking advantage of that, because no matter how much of a crybaby Yashiro is, Amane would always find a way to crack down her walls.
