Wedding Bells! [pretty open RP thread!]

[to_somewhere]

The Barnsbury is an honestly beautiful hotel, surrounded by trees and flowers and immaculately tended lawns. The building itself resembles a castle more than anything, and is on the other side of a bridge and a minature moat. The furnishings are ruby colored and velvet, with simple, aesthetic designs

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[kuro_pii]

And now, after the wedding ceremony, the reception begins. In the next room (decorated in a similar fashion to the first), the two Mr Flourites are waiting, along with plenty of food and music. The band may previously have been heard at a greek restaurant in the Nexus. It should be familiar to two people, at least.

No, Kurogane is not a romantic. Shut up.

[to_somewhere]

"This is the band from our first date, isn't it?" Fay murmurs, slipping his hand into Kurogane's and giving it a squeeze. "You really went all-out for this, Kuro-sama."

[kuro_pii]

Kurogane squeezes back, unable to stop smiling. "It is." He eyes Fai's outfit again. Yes, he really does like it. He likes it so much he can't wait to take it off.

[to_somewhere]

Fay giggles. "Don't give me those looks in here," he murmurs without a shred of real reproof. "My husband." He leans up to give Kurogane a quick kiss, because he can't resist after saying that.

[lostmysword]

Aziraphale smiles as brightly as ever as he walks over, dressed in a Victorian suit (though the two newlyweds wouldn't know that). He hugs Fay tightly. "Congratulations, my dear. That was wonderful." When he lets go of Fay, he beams at Kurogane. He doesn't seem to know what would be appropriate, and waits for the ninja to make a move.

[to_somewhere]

Fay smiles back just as brightly, hugging back. "Thank you, Azira-sama. I'm glad you could make it. How are you feeling?"

[lostmysword]

"I wouldn't miss it for the world, my dear," he smiles as he lets go of Fay a bit. "I'm fine," he says, under liberal use of hand-flapping. "No need to worry at all."

[to_somewhere]

"Yes, but which world would that be, Azira-sama?" he teases. "Are you really?" The question is offhand, but the eyes that meet Aziraphale's are sharp and searching, before he closes them again in another smile. "What a relief! I really was worried. I'm glad you're okay."