A/N Hey? Remember me? Ya know, I used to be on here writing fanfics?... PLEASE DONT BE MAD!!! I've been stressed lately, and I'm trying to stop my self-harm, I thought the best way would be to preoccupy my mind, so I'm coming back folks! There's an amazing author out there, their name is , she writes awesome stuff about marvel, especially the gay stuff you guys adore! I'm using a chapter from her story, Marvel One-Shots (boy x boy) to create my own story, I asked for their permission, but, sadly, she has left Wattpad. I wan tot thank them for writing an amazing story and wish to carry on their legacy. This chapter is merely a chapter from her book, and I promise I will be carrying it on. And with that my Greekies, on with the story! :)

Summary: Peter is Steve and Tony's son and he is getting married to Wade.

"You ready son?" Tony asked.

Peter turned back to look at his dad and nodded, " As ready as I'll ever be." he held in a breath, then slowly let it out.

"You're gonna be amazing. Everyone is gonna love you, you've got nothing to worry about, Plus, you're my son, that should put all your worries of messing up if you had any doubt," Tony said grinning, he brought Peter into a hug, then pulled away. "I'm gonna go sit down, Stev will be here in a bit, okay?" Peter nodded again. Tony left and sure enough, a few seconds later, there was a knock on the door right before Steve's head peaked around. Seeing looking Peter looking at himself in the full length. Steve straightened up and close d the door behind him.

"Hey buffy. Ready?" Peter smiled up at his pops and nodded.

"Come on then." Steve put his arm out and Peter linked his arm with his father's/

The two were now standing ar=t the church doors. The procession;  music had just begun playing. Peter walked down the aisle with his father gradually getting closer to the altar, and his future husband, Wade. Peter felt like crying. He was so happy. He had never been this happy before in the entire twenty-five years of his life.

Wade looked behind him ad saw Peter smiling back down the aisle. If Wade was going to be completely honest, he was freakin nervous. But a happy kind of nervous. Excited nervous.

*time skip-although I have been to a few weddings and myself been in a mock ceremony (my friends thought it would be fun to volunteer me. It was fr from fun) I can't be bothered o do the whole thing snd I'm sure you don't want to rea that*

"I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may kiss." Wade leaned down holding Peter's face in his hands and gently kissed him as everyone else cheered and clapped for them. The recessional music bean and Wade and Peter walked back done the aisle, out of the church, followed by Peters' fathers. Outside the church, the photographer took some photos with first their families and friends, then with their bridesmaids and groomsmen, then just the two of them.

While everyone was being directed into the reception hall, Wade took Peter by the hand and led him to the small river. There they stood on the little, quaint bride, ways from the crowd, just themselves. Or so they thought. The photographer had managed to sneak a few beautiful photos in. A few minutes later, Wade and Peter entered the reception hall as hee DJ announced them as the New Mr and Mr Stark-Rodger-Wilson. Peter smiled shyly as Wade led them to the table at the front. Thy st in the middle next to tony and Stever.

Next, speeches were made, and then the food came out. It was magnificent Natasha had insisted on surprising everyone. She had asked one of her old friends who had a catering company (they had catered for people like the Kardashians and even the President) to cater for the wedding reception. She had pulled all the stop out. It was fabulous, and it tasted even better than it looked.

Soon, the DJ announced the first dance. Wade took Peter's hand and led him to the dance floor. AS the music started, they began the waltz. The song ended and another began. More people filtered onto the dance floor. Tony interrupted the newly married couple, politely asking if he could have a dance with his son. Wade graciously stepped to the side, where was tapped on the shoulder by Natasha. She motioned back to the dance floor and took Wade's hand.

"You are the luckiest guy in the world. It's official." It wasn't normal for Wade to be so speechless, but he was now. He looked at Peter now dancing with Steve, and Natasha could see the pure love in the sparkle of his eyes. 

*time skip*

It was now time for Wade and Peter to begin their honeymoon. Everyone waved them off as they drove away in a brand new shiny crimson red Ferrari, a wedding gift from Tony (obviously).

Stever looked down at tony by his side. He was crying, Steve smiled, "He's still ou little boy, no matter how old he gets'. Come on, let's go home." So they did. Stever ordered some takeaway while Tony was in the shower, then they cuddled in their bed, watching a movie, before falling asleep.

A/N I would like to thank princessparaiba for all they have done, and I hope I will do your story justice!