𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐔𝐏 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑, PETER PARKER ✔️

𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

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"No one is allowed inside the venue except for the family and friends of the brides," The security guard who was responsible for keeping anyone who wasn't invited to the wedding out. "That includes reporters, so keep out!"

Flash cleared his throat, fixing his tie. "I'm a family friend and also the photographer. I'm especially close to the father of Rosemary Parker. Flash Thompson?"

Rosemary and Sienna were finally gettinf married after almost a year of planning everything out. After getting to know and spend time with her biological family, they agreed to help with the wedding even when Peter said he would take care of everything. They wanted the wedding to be small, only with family and friends and that's exactly what Peter had complied with. The guard looked down at the list of guests, flipping to the next page before shaking his head. "Sorry, there isn't a Flash Thompson. There's only a Eugene and Liz Thompson."

Liz tried her best not to laugh while Flash sighed. "Parker's still an ass and will always be one," He mumbled. "Yeah, that's me. Can we go in now?" This suit is designer and I'm not trying to ruin it with my sweat. Thanks."

On the other side of the venue was Rosemary who, with the help of Michelle and her aunts, was getting her hair and makeup done. Michelle had finally finished with her hair, having a half up and half down hairdo, while she tried to carefully place the rose gold hair piece in the middle while her aunts made sure her makeup was perfect. "All done. You now have something old, something new, and something borrowed."

"Thank you guys so much," Rosemary smiled, holding Michelle's hand while she held one of her aunt's hands with the other. "I wouldn't have trusted my hair or face with anyone else honestly. You all did a hell of a good job."

"You look gorgeous, mija," Her Aunt Brenda grinned. "But that will be one twenty-five."

They all erupted into laughter before being interrupted by a knock on the door. Michelle yelled to whoever it was to come in, seeing Peter and Nathan carefully enter the room while having their eyes covered. "If the bride is dressed, her adoptive family and I would like to speak with her privately." Rosemary rose to her feet as her aunts all quietly left the room-leaving Michelle, Peter, Nathan, and Megan alone with Rosemary.

"Dad, you know I don't like you using the word adoptive or adopted in front of me," Rosemary whispered. "No matter what, you're my Dad and you're all my family, okay? So, how do I look?"

"Mom and Dad both said that I had to try to be nice to you today so.." He eyed both Peter and Michelle. "You...look..." He cleared his throat. "See, I can't even say it-"

"Nathan!" Michelle sighed. "What he means to say is, you look beautiful. Isn't that right, Nate?"

Peter shook his head, interlocking his hands together. "You look gorgeous." He sighed. "I think these are the last minutes we have with you before you become a married woman. Don't you think this is a great time to reminisce about everything?"

And that's what they did. They talked about the moment Peter saved Rosemary. Rosemary's first birthday. The day her first tooth came out. Her first day at school. The times she had to babysit Nathan. They laughed, they blamed each other, and both Rosemary and Nathan cringed at how their childhood was like.

"Whatever happened, happened," Rosemary grinned, finally catching her breath. "I'm grateful for every single one of you and I'm grateful for all the memories and hopefully we can make new ones. Now they'll include Megan, Sienna, and Cindy. I love you guys so much. I tried really hard to not cry as much but here we are." She sobbed, reaching for a napkin on the counter beside her.