Wedding day

Izuku sat in one of the many rooms of the gorges Firehall his marriage would happen in. Tears welled up in the greenette's eyes. Looking at himself in the mirror was unusual. The stunning black, puffy dress he chose stood out.

The soft glimmer that radiated to his skin was just remarkable. The makeup Mina had insisted on putting on Izuku looked dazzling. The dark pink lip gloss, the reddish-pink blush, the black and gray eye shadow, and the winged eyeliner, the finishing touch, Mina announced.

Izuku tenderly touched his face, his emerald eyes bubbling with tears. This was going to be the best day of his life. He's getting to marry the one he loved.

A soft knock caused Izuku to jolt back from the mirror. The black stiletto's he was wearing clicking against the floor as he moved. Izuku sighed; he didn't have much energy left. This day was stressful.

Izuku's hand planted itself against the small desk ahead of him. It held a makeup mirror; the male's eyes looked over the welcoming door and pressed his lips together, forming in a thin line," Come in."

The door swiveled open, revealing his blonde mate. Izuku looked Denki up and down, biting his bottom lip. The blonde was wearing a white dress, glitter covering his arms and parts of his face. He looked glamourous.

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Denki sat in his own room, Jiro and Mina doing his makeup. The male happily chatted with the two, not minding the attention. It took away the stress of the wedding.

Denki's eyes traveled to the large mirror of the dresser near him, revealing the grace in his face. The girls had used the glue to press glitter to the sides of Denki's face, down his neck and arms. The male's mouth fell open at the look he was rocking.

His hair was braided, tied back into a bun with a section in the front left out; Two soft curls resting against the side of his face.

Denki smiled. The smile faded as he kept looking over himself. His insecurities looked more prominent than ever. He noticed the room caving in. His vision went; he stood and shook his head.

"I have to find Izuku. See y'all later," He called as he rushed out of the room.

Jiro and Mina shared a glance, knowing the blonde was getting stinging feet and needed reassurance.

"I'm surprised he made it this long," Jiro said, turning around, starting to pack her supplies.

Mina snorted," Yeah, well, he has gotten less clingy over the years."

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Denki nervously rotated his hips, causing the dress to swish back and forth, a small breeze floating into the forbidden room. The blonde tapped the acrylic nails he had on against his face as he waited for his love to speak.

"Isn't it dangerous luck to see the bride on your wedding day?" Izuku asked jokingly, his eyes locked on Denki, knowing something was up.

His anxiety had been building up all day, but now it seemed to disappear, unlike Denki. The blonde took a few steps forward before taking off and jumping into Izuku: his body had been aching all day and craving attention. Denki knew Izuku was stressed and didn't want to bother him, but... He had to. Izuku caught his mate, staggering on his heels a bit.

"Denks, what's wrong?" Izuku asked, nuzzling his face into the latter's shoulder.

"I missed you, that's all," Denki lied as he tried holding in the tears that threatened to leave any moment.

"It's okay. I'm stressed too. We have a couple hours; we can just sit and cuddle," Izuku offered, feeling the distress radiating off Denki.

Denki measly nodded and let Izuku pick him up. The two made their way to another room, finding a couch to cuddle upon.

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It was time. The two had bid goodbye an hour ago and were waiting for the wedding to start. Izuku stood at the altar; the bouquet he has holding shook as if it was a rocket trying to take off.

Katsuki stood behind him, trying to reassure the male. Marriage was a hard thing, notably when it happens at such a young age.

The soft beginning of "Here comes the Bride" played, causing all the guests ' attention to run toward the doors at the back of the church.

Denki held his father's arm as he walked down the aisle as gracefully as possible. The guests all marveled at Denki, causing the male to become even more nervous.

Denki released his father's arm and made his way up to the altar, grabbing Izuku's hands. The two looked into the eyes of each other as they cried. This moment would forever be engraved in their minds.

The priest began talking about all the boring parts. The two ignored him and just looked at one another as if it entranced them. Everyone else disappeared, and it was only them in this extraordinary magical moment.

They pulled Izuku out of the trance as the priest began talking about vows," Geez, it feels like just yesterday we were sitting in my room studying, and you asked if you could kiss me. Denki Kaminari, little did we know that moment would lead us here.

I love you. I will always love you. You and I were just meant to be. I know it sounds cheesy, but words could never express how much I feel for you. You've stayed with me through thick and thin, never leaving my side even when it was hard.

I could never tell you how much that meant to me."

Denki's salty tears traveled thoroughly down his cheeks as Izuku went on. He appreciated every single word; he never thought they would make it this far, never in a million years. The greenette continued to squeeze Denki's hands, comforting him.

Denki sighed as his turn became prevalent," Izuku, I don't even know what to say. I never thought a person like you would fall for the class idiot. I never thought I had a chance; you are such a beautiful person, inside and out.

You accepted my faults and stuck with my truths. I'm so grateful to you and your prevalence. I wish to never leave your side, and I hope you feel the same.

I love you so much, Izuku Midoriya."

The priest announced the two could kiss, and the two got close enough to, not before whispering," I love you."

Their lips firmly met, sealing in a kiss that felt different. They were now one, a new being. A couple that could concur the world; The two pulled apart, Izuku's hands slivering down around Denki's waist as they rested their foreheads together.

Their family and friends cheered, bringing the two back into reality. The two chuckled to themselves pulling, away once more. They turned and ran down the aisle and out of the building.

The newly married couple were ready to concur everything.

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