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Caden Flint ([info]silex) wrote in [info]valesco,
As much as he hated to say it, the dancing was something he was used to, over the years. It was not the first event he had gone to, where his team had decided to do something completely idiotic, and this was no exception. He hoped it would but, but they must have known his patience level would be greater than it normally was, because of the fact that he had just gotten married. True, he had been stressing all day, wondering if for some reason Estella wouldn’t show up, or if Marcus was going to decide to chuck both of the rings down the aisle, or even worse…swallow them. That would have been perfect, having to delay their vows while they rushed his son to the hospital. Those promises of staying together through sickness and health were more words than some of the guests had ever heard him say. Then again, he hadn’t met some of the guests before their wedding. True, it was a very small ceremony, but they hadn’t exactly introduced each other to that many people.

“Are you going to keep-“

He was going to ask her if she was going to keep listing things off all night, but was distracted by her lips against his own. An arm went around her waist, pulling her close before he heard whooping and cheering coming from the boys on the stage. He managed to smirk as he pulled away, looking to the Puddlemere boys. “Just because it’s my wedding day, that doesn’t mean I won’t hurt each and every one of you.” The men grinned at him before they each moved forward to give him a hand shake, and a man-hug before walking back to their seats, leaving Caden and Estella Flint to stand by themselves as people flooded back onto the dance floor.

Estella Flint. It wasn’t something he was used to saying right away, or even hearing, but he liked it. He loved it actually, because he loved her.

“So.” He said as he looked back over to her. He looked…happy. Something that wasn’t necessarily common for him. He wasn’t constantly smiling, or laughing, not that he hadn’t done both of them a few times throughout the night, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t happy. That just meant that he was Caden. “We haven’t chosen a wedding song yet, have we?”


[OOC: Okay, we already discussed their wedding song, but I think I have a cute idea, so if you could just play along with them not having picked one, it'd be awesome? :)]


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