*^|Jacks POV|^*

'Do you, Mark Fischbach, take Seán McLoughlin to be your husband, to hold and to cherish him, until the day you die?' He squeezed my hands tightly and smiled,
'I do.'
'Do you, Seán McLoughlin, take Mark Fischbach to be your husband, to hold and to cherish him, until the day you die?' I inhaled a shaky breath,
'I do.' My voice cracked a little as tear built up on my water line. A murmuration of awe's filled room. I pulled my hands from Marks and pulled my sleeve to my eye, wiping them gently before holding Marks hands again.
'If someone wants to intervene on the marriage of these two men, speak now or forever hold your case.' Mark smiled at me, the tears in my eyes falling uncontrollably. The room fell silent. A couple of seconds went by of complete silence until a loud shriek came from the front row. Everyone's attention was draw to the noise.

'Da-DA!' Sam shuffled on his butt towards me, 'cwying!' He patted the steps and giggle, the crown laughed as Felix scooped him up. He sat him on his knee, bouncing him up and down.
'That scared me for a second...' I chuckled, Mark laughed and nodded at the Vicar to continue.
'Mark Fischbach and Seán McLoughlin. I now declare you husbands. You may now kiss the groom.' He said happily. I brought my hand around his neck as he held my waist, a mix of salty tears and soft lips were mixed. The crown cheered as we kissed, I pulled us apart and lent my forehead on his and grinned.
I jumped down the three steps and stood on the isle, looking at Mark. He ran up to me and swept me off my feet, I let out a laugh as he began carrying my bridal style down the isle.

Mark walked into a building where neat table were set up, accompanied by flowers that littered them. Mark put me down and sat at the table marked, 'Reserved for the grooms and their children.' I pulled my chair round and opened my arms as I saw Sam turn the corner. Sam giddily ran into my arms as Mark poured the Champaign for himself and for me, I bounced him on my knee as he blurted out childlike nonsense which I pretended to believe was a real language. The guests arrived and all took their places, Tim and Sam were declaring war with their feet under the table as Bob and Wade said their speech about us.
'I knew that you'd eventually at least begin become best friends when Mark kept going all Yandere in Gmod murder over Jack.' Everyone chuckled. Mark laughed and put his face in his hands out of embarrassment.

After a long hour of humiliating jokes, a man sat at the piano tapped the mic making a loud echoed tap run around the place.
'For the grooms to dance to, Greatest Day by Take That.' He played the tune gently as I gasped.
'No.. I'm gonna cry!' I chuckled, closing my ears. Mark jumped from his seat and he offered me his hand, I took it. I rested my head on his shoulder as we swayed gently to the song being played, his hand around my hips and my arm draped around the back of his neck.
This was amazing. I couldn't ask for anything better.