#gentle arrows

Cupid and Soft’s limo arrives outside the reception hall. The pair step out in different states of dishevel. 

Soft now has the veil on. Cupid is covered in lipstick kisses...and matches the lack of lipstick on his husband. White, rather short dress showing that Cu intended on a very fancy party. 

Everyone makes their way to their seats in the back garden. It is decorated perfectly no thanks to a half dressed groom shouting from his window.

Flowers hang on perfectly on each chair. A carpet of rose petals lines the aisle. The excitement of this time can only be enhanced as the first walks down the aisle towards the gazebo.

Deep, already having soaked through his suit, had Soft’s arm in his own as he gets the nervous Jim to his place. There isnt much that can be said to calm the nerves.

Like any other. The gentle sun slides through the windows of the studio building. As it touches a cage a few feather’s are ruffled and the gentle coo of doves is heard.

Outside, near the woods, the path has already been set up. Flowers hang from a gazebo beautifully, and white chairs line an invisible path.

It is finally the day. The day of the wedding.

Both grooms wake up in their respective rooms before their alarms even ring. The excitement running through them is one of fear, love, and joy.

With Cupid’s wishes realized, they have to avoid each other until the ceremony. Making both their hearts long for the moment they can say ‘I do’.

As others slowly rise, the silence of the morning is replaced with chatter, chaos, and talk.

The Jims rarely got a large event hosted in their humble studio. Even more rare was one so strict a dress code. Breakfast was a rushed affair that led to finishing the final decorations to the outside ceremony and making sure everything was in place.

Engineer being ushered to one side of the studio. Deep to another. To calm or enhance the worries of the grooms was yet to be seen.

Weather and Taylor fit into their respective outfits, much too stuffy for their tastes. The youths under close eye to make sure they stayed clean.

The sun rose higher. Time moves slowly get quickly.

I got bored and did some prompts. - Mod A

Many thoughts ran through his head as they sat in Soft’s room. The things that had happened in the past month were confusing to say the least.

The dying crush and a dead relationship. Days of just being a comfort to one another. Guilt for a wayward arrow that caused damage and now here.

In this place.

Fingers not touching but close enough to.

The conversation had died, and things had become heavy between them. It seemed it was time for him to leave.

“Well,” Cupid tried to pretend that his voice had not cracked out of nerves as he stood, “I think this is my cue to leave. It was a pleasure to spend time with you today.”

A hand on his wrist stopped him.

“Cupid…”

The touch sent an electric shock through the shorter Jim. He turned and looked back at Soft; wide-eyed behind tinted glasses.

“Yes?”

Another long pause as Soft stood up, the free hand gently brushing the red bangs from Cupid’s face. They were so close they could feel each other’s breaths.

“Is this…alright?”

“Yes.”

Lips touched, slow and hesitant that showed neither was sure what they were doing. It was over in a second, but it felt like fireworks had time to explode in the sky outside the room. A smile lit up both their faces to pair with the bright blush on their cheeks.

“That…”

“Yeah…”

Soft smiled and glanced away embarrassed. Just the gentle touch of their hands was making him flush.

Weather stood before the two with the pillow that the rings laid on. He looked at his unofficial adopted father and the man he was marrying with a smile. Tears were held back to prevent a storm over this lovely day. 

The officiant continued, “Your weddings ring is a symbol of your promise to one another. The ring, an unbroken, never ending circle, is a symbol of committed, unending love." 

Cupid gives a small smile to Weather as he moves to pick Soft's ring from the pillow. 

"Cupid, as you place this ring on Soft's finger, repeat these words after me: This ring symbolizes my love for you/and the commitment we made today." 

Cupid repeats the words as he gently slides the ring into place. Ending the last statement with a kiss to the back of Soft's hand. 

“And I never plan on breaking it,” Cupid adds in with a whisper.

Soft’s giggle in reply is enough to send the romantic jim’s heart aflutter. 

The same words are repeated as the second ring is taken from the pillow and slipped onto Cupid’s finger. 

Weather stepped back with his empty pillow and leans again the closest figure, which happens to be Deep.

The officiator makes sure they are far enough away from one another before they continue. They had a guess on what is about to happen. 

“Cupid and Soft, you have come here today of your own free will and in the presence of family and friends have declared your love and commitment to each other. You have given and received a ring as a symbol of your promises. By the power of your love and commitment to each other, and by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you married. Husbands to one another from this day forward.”

The officiator throws up their hands as Soft moves forward and pulls Cupid into a loving kiss before the words had left their lips. 

“Yeah, I expected that. You may...blah blah, first kiss. Congratulations. Friends and family, I now present to you the newly married couple.” 

They look at the kissing pair and shake their head. Love like that was hard to find. 

As soon as Soft’s vows had been said Cupid moved forward and pulled him into a deep kiss. Unable to hold back the tears or emotions he was feeling. He was so full of love it was impossible to not express them. 

The officiant’s throat being cleared got him back into place, but not before Cu could mutter an ‘I love you’ onto Soft’s lips. 

"Again, that is for later, you two."

The crowd does laugh as they move back to take each other's hands once again. Soft chuckling with them.

"Alright, with that out of your system," the officiant chuckles, "Soft, please repeat after me." 

"Cupid, I take you as you are/ loving who you are now and who you are yet to become/ I promise from this day forward/ To be grateful for out love and our life/ To be generous with my time, my energy, and my affection/ To be patient with you and with myself/ To fill our life with adventure and our home with laughter/ To encourage you to grow as an individual, and inspire you to do so/ To love you completely/ These things I pledge before you, our friends and our family/"

Soft repeats every word with his eyes locked onto Cupid. His gaze never wavering. 

The officiant nods and turns to Cupid. 

"Cupid, repeat after me."

Cu nods. 

“Soft, I take you as you are/ loving who you are now and who you are yet to become/ I promise from this day forward/ To be grateful for out love and our life/ To be generous with my time, my energy, and my affection/ To be patient with you and with myself/ To fill our life with adventure and our home with laughter/ To encourage you to grow as an individual, and inspire you to do so/ To love you completely/ These things I pledge before you, our friends and our family/"

Cupid says the words slowly, his voice cracking only slightly with the amount of emotion he is feeling and unable to fully express. 

When the words are said the officiant turns their attention back to Soft. 

"Soft, do you take Cupid to be your husband?"

Soft has been doing his best to keep tears down and not be too choked up...which has been failing. He smiles at Cupid,somehow wider and more pure and full of emotion of any of the others,and nods. "With no hesitation,I do."

Cupid's face feels like it is going to split open with how wide he is smiling from hearing those words. 

The officiant turns their attention to Cupid after that.

"Cupid, do you take Soft to be your husband?" 

Cupid bites his lip in exaggerated thought, "Well I don't know...." He snorts, "Ah, why the Hell not? I do, boo~" 

The officiant sighs and shakes his head. Motioning for Weather to step forward. The rings sit on the pillow, shining brightly in the daylight. 

Soft is about to cry again with every word from Cupid.

"Oh,Cupid..." He breathes out. It's now his turn to completely pour his heart out.

"God,where to start? I have so much I want to tell you and unfortunately I can't keep our guests here forever." He chuckles quietly. "I am so happy to share even a moment of my time with you, no matter what has happened before...all of this."

"You...You're right,we have been through hell. You've been fighting by my side since day one,and...you became my little piece of heaven. You gave me hope that one day, we could both heal from our wounds. That we could move on as better people, together."

"And....here we are. Learning to heal and take things as they come. Right now,that thing is....vowing myself to you. I've been yours since that first kiss,and I'm so lucky to be able to make it official right now in front of family and friends."

"You are my lucky charm,my sunshine,my joy, the one I've given my heart to a million times over. You've never stopped believing in me or loving me no matter what's happened, and I'm so ready to stand with you through whatever may happen."

"I've loved you for a thousand lifetimes, no matter my name. Whether I am Soft Jim or...or...A-Ashton Tyche or anyone else. I cannot wait to spend this life with you, as yours. In sickness and in health, for better or for worse, I will forever be yours. Death will not part us,that I know.