Life of the Party

The Wedding

Someone requested a wedding scene, so here it is :*

"Dad, Dad I can't tie the damn tie." Stiles whined. "I can't-ugh this is stupid."

Stiles threw the tie on the ground and sat down. He wiped away his tears of frustration, but more came along. "Why am I even crying?"

His dad grabbed the tie and sat beside him. "Sit up, gimme your neck." He placed the tie around his neck and started adjusting it. "This is nerve racking. You're crying because you don't know how else to filter it out. It's perfectly normal Stiles."

Stiles gave his dad a look. "Nothing about this is normal."

John glared at him. "You're my son, you're never going to be normal."

"Dad, you know what I mean. They're probably expecting me to march out in a white dress."

John chuckled. "I think a white tux is fitting enough. Even though you probably shoukdy be wearing white."

Stiles blushed slightly. "But what if he doesn't like it."

"It's Derek Hale you're talking about. He'll be crying as soon as he sees you, if not sooner."

"Jesus Christ I'm so excited." Derek said as he jumped around the room.

"Jesus Christ, calm down child. It's not a big deal." Peter said, annoying Derek greatly.

"This is why I asked for Scott to be in here. He'd be as excited as I am."

Peter scoffed. "You're marrying Stiles. Big deal."

"No. Huge deal."

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Apart from the fact that I think you're over reacting immensely, I'm happy for you. I'm happy that you've found someone who makes you happy."

Derek hugged his uncle gently before looking at the clock. "3 minutes and I'll be standing there waiting for him."

"Yes Derek. Get all your spazzy dance moves out now."

"This is so exciting!" Melissa said to Lydia. "I always thought the first one to be married would've been you, haha."

Lydia sighed. "I think I'll damn near have to propose to him. He's had so many opportunities."

"He will eventually. Maybe he has it all planed out right now."

Lydia gave her a questionable look, but smiled anyway. "Melissa McCall. Ever the optimist."

"It's a wedding. Someone has to be in good spirits."

"I wonder how nervous Stiles is right now. He's about to marry the hottest man in Beacon Hills." Lydia joked.

"He is a good looking man," Melissa admitted.

"His children would have been beautiful." Lydia sighed.

Melissa gently smacked her arm. "They'll probably adopt beautiful babies."

Derek stood at the top of the isle waiting patiently. We'll as patient as you could be when your palms were sweating and you couldn't stop shaking. They bridesmaids and groomsmen came walking down the isle. First Lydia and Jackson, then Kira and Isaac, finally Scott and Liam. Scott agreed to stand on the side with the girls, he didn't really care. Neither did anyone else for that matter, everyone was so excited to see these two married.

The music for the walk played through the speakers and Derek's eyes were glued to the boy being escorted down the isle by his father. His jaw dropped and he covered his mouth. A single tear slid down this cheek. This boy was absolutely beautiful, he looked perfect. The closer he neared the more excited Derek became.

When Derek reached for Stiles's hand, John hesitantly let him take it. "All I ask is that you keep him happy, and I know you will."

Derek nodded and John walked over to his seat by Melissa. Derek tooks Stiles's other hand and they stood in front of each other, smiles from ear to ear. The priest took a step forward.

"We are here today to witness the marriage of Derek Hale and Derek Hale," the priest said.

Derek spoke his vows, sliding the ring onto Stiles's finger.Derek zoned out and looked at Stiles, admiring everything about him. From his nose to his moles and his soft smile, he was perfect. They way he spoke the vowes so smoothly. There wasn't a thing Derek would change about him or this moment. The priest turned to Derek for his final answer.

A simple, "I do," was all he said.

The priest repeated himself for Stiles, who eagerly replied, "I do!"

"You may kiss the groom."

Derek placed a hand on Stiles's face, tracing it until his hand rested on his neck and jaw. He pushes his lips softly against Stiles. His heart was racing as Stiles gently kisses him. They pulled apart and rested their foreheads together.

"I love you, husband." Stiles whispered.

Derek smiled a wide smiled. "I love you too, husband."

Ahhhh I loved writing that. Hope you like it!