Noticed (Intruloceit)

33.Acceptance

Logan's (pov)

I took a deep breathe straightening out my suit. Just a plain navy suit. Black and navy. Navy and black. Golden rose patterns encrusted on the blazer flaps, white and black plated together on my desk. Looking back towards the mirror I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I'm getting married. After all this.

Thomas knows and is supporting us. He had to know, after all I switched sides. Logan the dark side. Odd but I like it. It turns Remus on too. But I have one last thing to do.

I smiled to myself as Janus and I stood before the others. Roman set up the mind palace living room. A small looking, wishful thinking venue. Virgil and Roman, Thomas and of course me and my soon to be husbands. Emile began playing his ukele, an instrument he taught Thomas as a way of therapy, Remus walking down the makeshift runway. He himself wearing an obnoxiously large wedding dress. White with a trash bag flowers wrapped up in spaghetti. Yes spaghetti. In exchange for wearing white he got to plan the flowers and plating, alcohol etc for the after party. And lord help us all. He walked up the small runway slowly but surely though practically vibrating as he did so.

"Hey L?" Janus whispers from beside me. "Yes love?" He looked to me a wide smile on his face. For once he was wearing his hair out and proud. Free curls complimenting his eyes. His suit was about the average for him, not wanting to 'be the best looking for once' his words not mine, with a plain black but still bedazzled suit. "I hate you." He whispered once more and I smiled as Remus finally joined us. "I hate you both more." I lied myself, Remus caught on his disastrous giggle being much louder than Janus's and I. "Freaks." I suppose that's his version of banter.

"You boys ready?" We all three turn back to Roman. The brothers having promised to marry one another then for the King to marry Thomas when the time comes. "Absolutely." I answer for us. He nods. "We have gathered here today to celebrate and cherish..." I tune Roman out. Not great but I did. I look over to the clock on the wall, he's not comin-

"Pardon me?"

My head snaps round and I see Patton there. Suit on and ready for a wedding. "Can I uh just~" "Yes, yes of course!" I declare full of glee everyone staring at the two of us. "Logan." Janus grits obviously annoyed. "What in the ever loving fuck is he doing here?" He continued. But I didn't care. I made my way over, looking down to the stuffed unicorn in his hand an obvious present. An eerie silence made its way across the room. No one said a thing, the small heels on my shoes creating a constant click. "Patton?" I asked. "Y-yes? I came! Just as you said..." he laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck not looking me in the eye. At last I reached him. After such a small walk feeling like an eternity.

And I hugged him.

I held him dear to me.

I didn't move.

Didn't falter.

Didn't flinch, nor wail.

Didn't beg for him to stop.

Didn't bleed out at the scabs.

Neither the knees or face.

Just hugged him.

Absolute and proud.

"I forgive you."

I forgive him.

"I forgive you."

I really do.

"I forgive you a million times over."

I. Forgive. You.