01-20-2017, 07:55 AM
Jonathan looked away from his old friends, "Since no one that matter objected," he sweetly but firmly plants a kiss on Brandon's lips. NO! What are you doing? That's Kelsie! She's the one you wanted to marry!
He smiles brightly as the ushers finally manage to wrestle the three out of the chapel, the smile only getting brighter as Brandon embraces him and presents him to the assembled crowd.
"You can't steal what is freely given," He grins as he kisses Brandon again, this time more passionately. "Let's go home." Home sounds amazing. But, I'm pretty sure you mean his home, not mine. Not yours.
Jonathan rides in the truck in silence, not out of spite or any negative emotion, but just because he was so ecstatic about finally marrying this man that he loves so dearly, that he was for once, speechless. He held Brann's hand tightly the whole way.
He takes a deep breath as he steps into the kitchen, it smells like home. The burnt popcorn on the stove, the muddy boots by the door, Brann's leather jacket that Jonathan got him for his birthday. But now it is home, officially. This isn't your home you idiot! I don't know why my stuff is here, but this isn't your home.
"Now who's eager?" He smiles as he kisses his new husband, finally feeling safe in Brandon's warm embrace.
Jonathan feels the bulge pressed against him, and it only makes him kiss more aggressively. They had waited long enough.
He smiles brightly as the ushers finally manage to wrestle the three out of the chapel, the smile only getting brighter as Brandon embraces him and presents him to the assembled crowd.
"You can't steal what is freely given," He grins as he kisses Brandon again, this time more passionately. "Let's go home." Home sounds amazing. But, I'm pretty sure you mean his home, not mine. Not yours.
Jonathan rides in the truck in silence, not out of spite or any negative emotion, but just because he was so ecstatic about finally marrying this man that he loves so dearly, that he was for once, speechless. He held Brann's hand tightly the whole way.
He takes a deep breath as he steps into the kitchen, it smells like home. The burnt popcorn on the stove, the muddy boots by the door, Brann's leather jacket that Jonathan got him for his birthday. But now it is home, officially. This isn't your home you idiot! I don't know why my stuff is here, but this isn't your home.
"Now who's eager?" He smiles as he kisses his new husband, finally feeling safe in Brandon's warm embrace.
Jonathan feels the bulge pressed against him, and it only makes him kiss more aggressively. They had waited long enough.