Chapter 15

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Merlin's suit is above, I didn't really explain it well enough

-- four years later third person pov --

"Peter come on you don't want to be late!" Tony yelled through the tower casually fixing his bow tie.

Peter emerged from his room wearing a clean black tux with a blue flower attached to the jacket. Tony gasped fighting back tears at how grown up his son looks.

"Peter you look amazing." Tony breathed, making Peter blush.

"Yeah yeah, thanks dad. Now let's go." Peter was buzzing the entire drive to the venue. Tony was very tempted to sir on him to stop his nervous shakes.

*Meanwhile at the venue*

Merlin was laid face down on a couch trying his best not to have a panic attack. Don't get him wrong he was so excited. He has dreamed of the moment for years. But now that it's happening, Merlin is slightly scared.

"Merlin for he love of Camelot get up and get dressed. You have half an hour!" Arthur cried, lobbing a shoe at the warlock.

"Don't make me drag you up." Arthur warned, edging closer to the Warlock who he was beginning to think had died. He was ever so still.

Arthur got about two feet from Merlin before being picked up by his ankles and dangled in the air. Merlin lifted his head off the couch and laughed.

Arthur smiled, despite feeling a little faint from blood rush. "There's that smile. Now get your arse up and get dressed. What idiot is late to their own wedding?"

Merlin dropped Arthur to the floor and laughed. He dashed across the room to avoid Arthur's wrath and locked himself in the changing room.

Arthur waited impatiently for his best friend to emerge and when he did he was speechless. Merlin was dressed in a deep red jacket and trousers and a white shirt adorned with a sleek black tie. He had silver triskelion cuff-links as a homage to his druid ancestors. All in all Merlin looked extremely handsome.

"How do I look prat!" Merlin asked twirling for emphasis.

"Amazing. Now let's go or you really will be late." Arthur took Merlin's wrist and dragged him out the room in the direction of the hall.

This was it.

Upon entry hundreds of eyes laid on the groom and his best man. Merlin's stomach flipped with nerves as he waited at the altar for his Peter.

He barely notices the music strike up. Or the heads swivel to the doors. He barely even noticed his new family walk up the aisle. However his gaze softened as Peter walked in, arm in arm with Tony, wearing the purest of smiles one could possibly have.

Merlin could have fainted on the spot if it wasn't for Arthur nudging him. Peter stopped halfway down momentarily, gazing dreamily at his soon to be husband. Tony had to drag him forward, causing soft laughs to ripple through the crowd.

Neither of the couple noticed or really cared. For them it was like they were the only two in the room. When Peter finally reached the altar, Merlin couldn't help but take his hands and smile his oh so goofy smile.

Thor insisted on performing the ceremony, to which Peter cried profusely. The couple zoned in and out of Thor's speech, only repeating when necessary. The vows were exchanged then rings.

By the end of the ceremony they were both crying fountains of happy tears. After all they had been through, they were finally married.

And they couldn't be happier.


The end!

Thank you all for reading. I am much happier with how this turned out than I was before. I hope you all enjoyed this fluffy fic!

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