Feb 9, 2015
I AM GOING TO HELL FOR THIS
THE WAY AMERICA WAY MORE BUFFED THAN PRUSSIA IMPRESSED ME VERY MUCH I CAN'T KEEP MY SCREAMING DOWN
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I AM GOING TO HELL FOR THIS
THE WAY AMERICA WAY MORE BUFFED THAN PRUSSIA IMPRESSED ME VERY MUCH I CAN'T KEEP MY SCREAMING DOWN
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"Now you shall say your vows."Â
When the Father finished his sentence, Arthur gently turned and hold up the pale left hand while Gilbert's right hand was pampered by the American thin fingers.Â
At the same time, their breath was took away in a sec and slowly words came on their tongues.
"Â I,Arthur Kirkland, take thee,Gilbert Beilschmidt, to my wedded Wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance... and thereto I plight thee my troth."Â
"I, Alfred F. Jones, take you, Gilbert Beilschmidt, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health...until death do us part."
The vows has spoken, the albino's both ring fingers have circled by the diamond and golden rings, only the bride's words are waiting in the holy silence.Â
Gilbert's shoulder shivering up slightly and his throat let out some unclear chokes.Â
"--wHY IN ALL OF YOU I HAVE TO BE THE WIFE ROLE???!!" Finally Gil screamed as made the whole church jolted up.
"B-But I DON'T WANT TO MARRY HIM!!" The American yelled back, pointing toward the Briton.
Arthur let out a huff as pulled Gil into his arms " Oii, as if I wanted you green wanker, if it was not for Gilbert then the hell I would stand here!"
Without a sec hesitance, Alfred hold Gil's waist as well, grunted " Same here, old man! I'm here to be his husband only, not you!"
"GAAAAHHH!!!" Gilbert screamed again as can't bear both pulling side since they are as strong as freak "ARE YOU TWO TRYING TO RUIN MY WEDDING DAY NOW?!! STOP PULLING ME!!"
"Well, someone has to be the bride role." Alfred shrugged.Â
"The dress suited you well, love" Arthur snickered as murmured the words to his ear.
Blood rushed across Gilbert's pale cheeks as he groaned under his breath before the Father cleared his throat, reminded the Prussian to state his vow. Gil flushed redder and stood back on his feet. He took a deep breath and slowly put the diamond ring on Arthur's finger as the golden one on Alfred's.
"I, Gilbert Beilschmidt, take you, Arthur Kirkland and Alfred F. Jones, to be my husbands. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life."
When the last words finished, there were cheering sounds from their friends and family. Gilbert's eyes became even redder mixed with a watery film, his smiling lips tugging higher with happiness. And there in his hands, there were the lovers he knew that no one in this world can ever replace them.
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PrUK: Your not
Gil was lying on the couch staring up at the sealing when Arthur came in to the room. "You look down. Is something wrong? "The Brit asked. Gil glared at him and rolled on to his side and said nothing. "Don't ignore me!" Arthur told him. The German didn't respond so Arthur sat down on the edge of the couch and leaned back against him. "You can't ignore me forever, Gilbert." "I can try." Gil remarked. "And fail miserably." Arthur commented, grinning down at the other man. "Ja, fail, just like I do at everything else ..." Gilbert said flatly. "Is this what this is about? You feel like a failure. "Arthur asked sitting up and grabbing Gil's shoulder to get his attention and force him to look at him. "Ja ..." Gil mumbled, looking away. Arthur frowned his brows. "Gil, love, you're not a failure." Arthur tolled him reaching out and placing his hand on Gil's cheek to force him to look at him. "Ja, I am!" The German almost shouted and swatted his hand away. Arthur recoiled his hand and held it close to his body, frightened slightly by the sudden outburst. Gilbert noticed this and sat up quickly and wrapped his arms around Arthur. "Tut mir leid." Gilbert whispered. The Brit relaxed a little. "I'm just so mad at myself right now." "It's alright, love," Arthur said returning the embrace. "Everyone has their down days, it's alright to be upset." "Ich weiß ..." Gilbert said nuzzling in to Arthur's shoulder; they stayed like that for a bit. "Feel better?" Arthur asked when Gilbert finally pulled away. "Ja," The German replied, his trade mark smirk returning to his face. Arthur laughed a little and leaned forward and kissed Gil's forehead. "Good." He said smiling at him.
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