Kellen Motherfucking Vincent

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Silence, then. Silence as he felt Ralph coming towards him; lover’s energy proceeding him. He looked up, his stomach dropping into his heels; undead heart falling like lead against that ivory cage. There.. was Ralph. He was beauty. He was perfect. He was a vision. He was everything that he wanted. Everything he needed. A rush of memories from their past year together came flooding through him and tears brimmed at the corners of his eyes. It felt like some dream.

All the shit he’d endured, all the death and pain and suffering and volumes of heartache suddenly seemed unimportant. The weight that bogged him down, the darkness ran fleeting with the vision of that man walking towards him. He could only smile stupid, all the world fading away except for him. His Ralph.

He reached for him, hand to his; pulling him in for a quick stolen kiss before the proceedings could begin. “I missed you,” he said low; quietly, a boyish chuckle before throwing a glance to the ‘priest’. Their officiator was none other than Mayor, the angel smiling back at him; warmed by his friend’s happiness.

Any sliver of doubt his friends had vanished as they watched Ralph lean in to that kiss, catching his inner struggle to not dive in for another one and the way he beamed when he pulled away. Most were smiling now, a couple even teary-eyed themselves. Ralph didn’t notice though. Hell, he barely heard Mayor’s opening speech and in all honesty, if he could’ve sped the ceremony along he would’ve. 

I now pronounce you husband and husband. That’s what he was waiting for. 

He was patient though, perfectly content with the silent dialogue he was sharing with his lover: A squeeze to his hand; I love you. Another smile; I’m yours. A low chuckle; we’re getting fucking married! Playful wink; wait till I get you alone…

Then his gaze softened as the ceremony continued, a seriousness coming over him then as he listened to the angel’s words. It was just like the night Kellen had sung to him.. when the entire weight of his love for that man had slammed into him. Only now it hit him harder, rooting itself directly into his soul. 

Kellen grinned, a little sheepish; attention returned to Ralph. He hadn’t planned any vows. He knew it’d be effortless to recite what was on his heart. There was an abundance of material there to pull from. “Ralph…” he began, choked suddenly on emotion as it bottlenecked in his throat. Lip quivered, a rapid blink to control himself.

“From the moment I met you, I knew that I was going to be in trouble. I knew… that life for me wasn’t going to be the same. I was hooked. One look and I was hooked from you. There wasn’t a time that I doubted that we’d end up together. You’ve brought me so much warmth. Everything I’ve needed this entire time has been embodied in you. The darkness for me has finally subsided and I have a peace that I never thought I’d ever get. A peace I didn’t deserve. You’re my best friend. Around you, I sometimes forget what I am and forget what’s happened to me. I forget that I’m supposed to be a monster. I love you. I will always love you. I promise, I fucking /promise/ that I’m always going to be loyal. Be there for you. Do anything in my ability to make you happy,” he said, squeezing warmer hands with his colder.

Some of those restrained tears finally shed, lower tier bit to keep himself from being overcome by the happiness that threatened to consume him completely. Jades glistened, his dull heart picking up with a harder beat.

He’d been waiting for this. Planning it. The entire event was designed around his lover. Though he’d been married before, this was different. Ralph was a permanent fixture; not some passing whirl-wind romance with someone careless with his heart. Ralph was eternal, Ralph settled the restlessness in him; a man that he knew he’d never tire of. There was eternity there, something he could feel with every kiss.

He smiled, hanging Ralph’s tuxedo in a separate room than his own. He’d rented the best suites possible in Venice. He’d chosen Ralph’s hometown as the backdrop to their wedding; keeping the familiarity for his lover. The weather was temperate, the sun slipping down past the ocean which signaled the near beginning of their ceremony.

Fire danced in his stomach, a smile contorting his face to near-pain as he looked out the window; eyes closed. Ralph was in the shower, the vampire struggling not to join him. He was determined, however, to keep up the tradition of separating until facing one another before a priest.

He kissed the door however, forehead resting there before he returned to his own room to dress. Tuxedo donned, hair tended to; Kellen pristine as he joined his family (a large portion present) in wait for Ralph to meet him at the alter on the sand.

Most of Venice knew. Most couldn’t believe it either. How had this punk kid, who they had watched grow up wreaking havoc in their streets, morphed into this man eager for marriage? Don’t even get them started on the fact that he was marrying another man, they’d never shut up.

Truth was, though, that Ralph was still Ralph. Even more so now than he ever was. Still a troublemaker; only now, a more complete one than before. 

Fuck, eternity with Kellen… their union was definitely one for the history books. The world better watch out, even if they they ended up being the only ones who thought so. Ralph certainly did and any bit of cold feet he could’ve felt in the days leading up to this one was nonexistent. 

If anything he had to slow himself down as he got dressed. Maverick, there to remind him to settle his ass down and breathe. Kellen wasn’t going anywhere. He’d wait for him for ages. Still, everyone else was waiting. His side larger than expected. Izzy was there, of course; friends he hadn’t expected to show up too… they were as close to family as he’d get and that was good enough, better even.

Silence, then. Silence as he felt Ralph coming towards him; lover’s energy proceeding him. He looked up, his stomach dropping into his heels; undead heart falling like lead against that ivory cage. There.. was Ralph. He was beauty. He was perfect. He was a vision. He was everything that he wanted. Everything he needed. A rush of memories from their past year together came flooding through him and tears brimmed at the corners of his eyes. It felt like some dream.

All the shit he’d endured, all the death and pain and suffering and volumes of heartache suddenly seemed unimportant. The weight that bogged him down, the darkness ran fleeting with the vision of that man walking towards him. He could only smile stupid, all the world fading away except for him. His Ralph.

He reached for him, hand to his; pulling him in for a quick stolen kiss before the proceedings could begin. “I missed you,” he said low; quietly, a boyish chuckle before throwing a glance to the ‘priest’. Their officiator was none other than Mayor, the angel smiling back at him; warmed by his friend’s happiness.

Ralph. Baby. I fucking love you. Come home to me soon. I need my baby in my fuckin’ arms. I don’t want to talk about how much it hurts or how unnatural it is when you’re not here. I’m just… not myself. I want the world to see us get married. I want to call you my husband. Want to look in your eyes and give you the vows that will be so natural for me to say. Come home to me. Soon. <3 Kellen.