This is for LittleAngrySchoolboy

I hope you'll like it;)

Warnings: Smut at the end

Angus stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. Malcolm, his big brother, stood behind him. He had a comb in his hand and was gently combing Angus' wild curls. Angus pulled tightly on his suit jacket. Malcolm smiled at his brother through the mirror and took another strand of his hair, which he combed through.

"Mal, I'm scared." Angus whimpered.

"From what?" Malcolm asked with a smile.

"The wedding." Malcolm kissed Angus on the cheek. Then he put his head on Angus' shoulder and his arms around his waist.

"It will be all right, Angus. You love him, he loves you. Everything will be fine. A little stage fright is quite normal." Angus nodded tightly. Malcolm combed his brothers' hair down, humming. Then he turned his brother over and straightened Angus' hair a little. Then he combed Angus' pony on the forehead. He tugged a little at Angus' suit jacket and pushed it straight over. Angus looked pleadingly at Malcolm.

"Mal." Angus wailed, looking into Malcolm's eyes.

"What's up?" Malcolm chuckled.

"Do I look good?" Malcolm smiled.

"You are beautiful, little brother."

"Really?"

"Yes. Promised. Look at yourself." Malcolm turned him to face the mirror. Angus looked at himself. He wore a dark red suit, a white shirt, and a black and red tie. His hair was evenly distributed over his shoulders and his pony was neatly combed. Malcolm tightened the collar on Angus' shirt. "You look beautiful, Angus." Malcolm smiled.

"Do you think he'll please me?" Angus asked shakily. Malcolm giggled.

"Angus, he loves you. And you're wonderfully sweet, my brother. Nobody can resist you." Angus giggled. "I'll see if everyone's there already, okay?" Angus nodded tightly. Malcolm walked out of the prep room and into the church. Everyone was already in their seats and waiting. Brian stood at the altar. He wore a classic black suit with a white shirt. Malcolm smiled at him and disappeared back into the next room. Angus sat in a chair and was trembling badly. "They're all waiting for you." Malcolm smiled.

"I'm scared." Angus cried.

"You don't have to." Malcolm comforted and brushed the tears from Angus' cheek. "Everything will be fine. Promised. I was also a little scared when I married Linda. Brian is waiting for you." The church bells went on and they reminded Angus of the big heavy bell that swung at the opening of Hells Bells. He got even more nervous. Does Brian really want me? Am I good enough for him No! I am not good enough for him! God! What if he doesn't love me!? I am not good enough for him! "I'm going to go to my seat now, okay? Ang. You can do this. You love him. I know that." Malcolm smiled. Angus smiled back tensely. With that, Malcolm went to church and jogged to his seat, where he sat next to his wife. Linda smiled at him. Malcolm kissed her briefly and then looked at the altar, like everyone else. Angus looked through the crack in the door. God! His heart was pounding so fast in his chest! All of these people were here because of him!

"I can't." Angus whimpered softly. Pull yourself together! Angus went out and walked slowly down the long corridor between the benches to the altar. The organs started playing and everyone got up. Brian smiled at Angus. The guitarist slowed a little. Does he really love me? All the self-esteem was gone and Angus slowed down until he stopped. The people looked at him questioningly. Angus looked at his siblings, who were wearing the same expression.

"What is he doing?" Whispered Linda and looked at her husband questioningly. Malcolm shrugged and turned his head back to Angus.

"Don't do it." Malcolm breathed, looking at Angus. Angus glanced at him, turned and ran out of the church. A murmur went around. Brian looked after him in shock. "Shit." Malcolm swore. He pushed past the others and then ran after him. "I'll get it back for you!" Malcolm called to Brian. Everyone watched him go. Malcolm sprinted out of the church and saw that Angus was gone. He looked around. Where did Angus go? Then a place occurred to him. Malcolm started running as fast as he could. You can't do that! Malcolm cursed. He ran faster. He couldn't go on, but he had to. Angus was going to ruin his whole future! He ran faster. Because he couldn't breathe, he opened his tie and picked it up. Soon he arrived at a park and stood panting. There was Angus car. Angus was sitting on a bench in front of a fountain. Malcolm ran to him, panting. "What's this, Angus?" Angus turned and looked at him with watery eyes. "What was that supposed to mean!? You should have seen Brian's look when you ran away!" Angus winced and just cried more. Malcolm opened his sweaty white shirt and took off his dark green suit jacket. Then he sat down next to Angus. Angus cried harder. "What was going on, Angus?" Malcolm pulled his brother close. Angus took Malcolm's hand and played with the gold wedding ring that was on Malcolm's left hand. "Mh? What was wrong, Ang?" Angus leaned his head on Malcolm's shoulder and wept loudly.

"I ... I was so scared."

"Before what, Angus?"

"That he wouldn't love me." Angus whimpered. "I mean ... look at me. What would he love about me? I am ugly and stupid."

"That's not true at all." Malcolm said, stroking Angus' hand. "You have many strengths, Angus. You are funny, crazy, confident, elegant, intelligent, you are a very good guitarist and you look absolutely perfect. There is so much more. I wouldn't have enough time to recite."

"Are you serious?" Angus whimpered.

"Yes. Of course I'm serious. Look at me I am absolutely ugly and Linda still loves me because I am beautiful to her. At least I think so." They both laughed.

"You're not ugly, Mal." Angus chuckled.

"But you got what I meant, Ang." Malcolm lifted Angus' head. "Brian loves you. Above all. He would do anything for you. Just like you for him. You are absolutely perfect for him. And he's in church now, probably ashamed because you ran away. He will take the blame. Just like you do now. But none of you are to blame." Angus was crying again. "Angus, what I'm saying is that you are stronger than you can imagine. You can do anything you want, if you really want it." Angus sniffed. Malcolm took a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to his brother. "Clean your nose, take a deep breath, and then we'll go back. You can do it. I'll even take you to the altar if you don't want to go alone. But we have to hurry. You only have five minutes and then the priest will break off the wedding." Angus nodded. He wiped his eyes and cleaned his nose. Malcolm helped his brother up and the two ran to Angus' car. Angus drove while Malcolm buttoned his shirt and tied his tie.

"Do I look good?" Angus asked as he brought the car to a stop in front of the church.

"You are beautiful, my brother." Malcolm smiled. He got up, went around the car, and opened the door for Angus. He held out his hand. "And now come on. You're getting married now." Angus smiled. He locked the car and then they ran to the church. Brian's sad face lit up when he saw the two at the entrance. People were chatting wildly as Malcolm straightened the little rose on Angus' suit. The church organs started up again and everyone got up. Malcolm smiled at Angus. "You can do it, my sibling." Malcolm held out his hand to Angus. Angus took a deep breath and took Malcolm's hand. The two walked down the long corridor and down the red carpet. Malcolm took Angus to the altar and then stood next to Cliff, who was Brian's best man. Angus looked shyly at Brian. The singer beamed when he saw the love of his life. The two of them got on their knees and looked at the floor. The pastor started preaching until he got to the important part.

"Want you, Angus McKinnon Young, who is here, take Brian Francis Johnson, kneeling next to you, as a husband and love and cherish him until death do you part?"

"Yes. I do."Angus said, lifting his head. Malcolm looked at him proudly.

"And want you, Brian Francis Johnson, who is here, take Angus McKinnon Young, who is here, as a husband and love and cherish him until death do you part?"

"Yes, I do." Brian smiled.

"Then I hereby declare you husbands." The two stood up and slowly turned to each other. Malcolm handed the ring box to Brian. Brian smiled as he put the ring on Angus' left ring finger. Angus did the same with the singer.

"You can kiss your husband now." The priest grinned. Brian nodded eagerly and pulled Angus into a firm kiss. Angus groaned softly. People clap wildly. Malcolm smiled. A few tears ran down his cheek. My little protégé got married, thought the rhythm guitarist and wiped the tears of joy from his cheeks.

"I love you." Angus gasped as they parted the kiss.

"I love you too, Angus Young-Johnson." Angus smiled proudly.

*

SMUT:

The two had been married for two weeks now and were on their way to their honeymoon, which they wanted to spend in Amsterdam. Angus had the idea to fly to Holland. They had reserved a posh hotel and had a look at beautiful destinations there. They had been in town all day. They had ridden the tram and looked at various shops. They had eaten dinner in a small restaurant and now they were lying in their hotel room. Brian stroked Angus' hand. Angus leaned on him, while watching TV.

"Darling? May I ask you something?" Brian asked.

"Yes. What's wrong?" Angus asked, looking at him.

"Why did you run away at our wedding?" Angus tensed and bit his lip nervously.

"I..."

"Darling. Why? I just want to know why." Brian stroked Angus' locks. Angus started to cry. "Oh dear! You don't have to answer me, if you don't want to!" Brian shouted worried and held Angus to himself.

"I ... just ... I thought I wasn't enough for you. I thought that I was not good enough for you. That you don't love me." Brian looked at him in shock.

"Have I ... haven't I shown you my love enough?" Brian whimpered.

"Brimi ... honey ... you have. You showed me your love. Really. I didn't doubt you, I doubted myself." Brian smiled a little.

"I love you, Angus. I love you with all your weaknesses and strengths. I love all sides of you. Even the bad ones. And you don't have to doubt yourself. You're just perfect, honey." Angus sniffed and smiled.

"I love you, Brian." Brian smiled and leaned over Angus to kiss him. He lay down on the guitarist's petite body and kissed him hungrily. Angus moaned softly and wrapped his fingers in Brian's short curls. The two kiss feverishly. Brian gasped a little and pushed the shirt over Angus' head.

"Let me show you how much I love you, my husband." Brian breathed into Angus' ear. Angus gasped a little. Brian licked Angus' auricle a little. He went downstairs and started sucking hickeys on Angus' chest.

"Brimi." Angus whimpered and hugged the singer. Brian grinned and took Angus, small nipples in his mouth, to suck them gently. Angus groaned loudly and squirmed a little. "I love you, Brian. So much." Brian grinned. He pulled the pajamas over his husband's legs. He started to giggle when he saw Angus' underpants. It was light blue and there were brightly colored smarties on it. "What?" Angus chuckled. Brian smiled.

"Nothing." He kissed Angus briefly. "It's just cute. Just like you." Angus grinned shyly. Brian kissed Angus' flat stomach. His fingers caught in the sky-blue boxer shorts.

"May I, honey?" He asked. The two had never seen each other naked. Angus bit his lip and nodded tightly. Brian pulled the last of the cloth off Angus' tiny body. Angus immediately pulled his legs to his chest and blushed. Brian giggled and put his hands on Angus' knees. "Come on, darling. Show me." Angus whimpered softly. Brian kissed him hard. "Show me how beautiful my baby is." Angus relaxed his legs. Brian grinned and pulled Angus' legs apart again. "Aw. Baby... you're so beautiful." Brian hummed, stroking the fine, reddish hairline that grew from Angus' cock to his belly button.

"N ... No starring." Angus whimpered. Brian nodded quickly and tore his gaze from Angus 'lower parts and stroked Angus' hairy chest instead. The two kissed again. Angus put his legs around Brian's hips and pulled him tighter. Soon Brian had moved out too. Angus looked dreamily at Brian's body. Brian reached into a nightstand drawer and took out lube. Angus watched him.

"You've never done that before, have you?" Brian asked. Angus shook his head.

"So, I ... I did it to girls, but I've never ..." Brian nodded, giggling.

"I see, darling." Angus nodded a little. Brian dripped some lube on his fingers. "Spread your legs for me, my husband." Angus' cock twitched excitedly when Brian called him that. Brian giggled. Angus spread his legs. Brian's face was only inches away. He carefully stroked Angus' hole with his finger. Angus gasped for air. Brian smiled and carefully pocketed his finger.

"B ... Bri." Angus' fingers tightened in the sheets.

"Sh. It's good." Brian buzzed and pushed carefully lower.

"Oh my god." Angus groaned. Brian giggled a little. After a while, he started inserting his second finger. "Oh my god!" Angus yelled.

"Sh. Is good. You need to calm down." Brian hummed.

"How, when you have two fingers in my ass!?" Angus screamed. Brian started laughing. At some point Angus got used to the new feeling. Brian pulled his fingers out. Angus groaned a little and protested. Brian giggled and kissed Angus hard. Angus whined a little when they parted. Then he reached out and rubbed Brian's cock, trembling. "H ... How is that supposed to fit into me?" Angus asked anxiously. Brian kissed him gently.

"You don't have to be afraid, honey. I can always stop if you want." Angus nodded trembling. Brian placed a pillow under Angus' lower back. "Now it's important that you relax, okay? You really need to relax." Angus nodded trembling. "Attention, my darling. I'm coming." Brian whispered and slowly slipped into Angus. Angus cried and groaned loudly. Brian closed his eyes and sighed. "Oh my God. Angus. You're so damn tight." Angus whimpered softly. Brian kissed him hard. "You're doing so good, Darling." Angus gasped and tried to calm down. "Sh. You're doing so well, my little virgin." Angus chuckled tightly.

"Y ... you can move." Angus squeaked softly. Brian nodded and slowly pulled himself out. Angus fingers clutched Brian's back and he groaned loudly. Brian grinned.

"I love you my little husband."

"I love you too! God! I love you so much!" Angus exclaimed. Brian started bumping into a regular rhythm. Angus was a wailing mess below him.

"Oh. You are so good, Angus. So good, honey. So thigh. And so warm. Oh god." Brian groaned. He had one hand on Angus's hip to hold him down and the other hand was firmly gripping Angus' opposite thigh. Angus was pushed a little across the bed with each push.

"Crap. So good." Angus groaned. "H ... harder! Deeper! Please Brimi! I need to feel you deeper!" Brian nodded. He took Angus' legs and put them on his shoulders. Angus shrieked.

"Did I hit your prostate, honey?"

"Yes! Oh my God! Exactly there! There! Correct! Cursed! Right there!" Angus yelled. Brian put his hand around Angus' cock and stroked it, trembling. Angus squealed. Brian's hips got faster and faster.

"I'll come." Groaned the singer.

"Yes. Come inside of me, Brimi." Angus wailed. Brian nudged a few more times and then came screeching. The singer saw stars. Everything was spinning and he was in the clouds. When he returned to the room, Angus whimpered needily beneath him. Brian stroked Angus' cock, trembling. "S ... So good." Angus whispered in ecstasy. "Oh God. I love you... I love you, Brian!" Angus creaked down Brian's chest. Brian grinned and kissed him hard. Angus gasped and was still a little off. Brian pulled him tight to his chest.

"I love you, Angus."

"I love you too, Brimi." Angus whispered exhausted. "That was fun."

"I know." Brian chuckled. Angus yawned. However, his heart was still pounding fast in his tiny chest. Brian pulled the covers over them.

"We absolutely have to do that again." Angus whispered half asleep. "Sleep well, my husband." With that he fell asleep. Brian smiled.

"I love you my little angel."

*

A week later they were back in the recording studio with the boys.

"How was your honeymoon?" Cliff asked interestedly. Brian and Angus looked at each other grinning.

"Let's say ... there was a lot of action." Brian grinned. Phil choked on his water and Malcolm ran into the men's room, laughing.

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