Chase and Denki had spent the past six hours having the most mind blowing sex of their lifetimes. The success of their music video had spread all over the internet, with a lot of people taking note of Denki's ring. Rumors swirled among the internet of Chase and Denki being engaged, but neither confirmed nor denied it. They just let the internet have their fun while they skyrocketed to the number one on the trending page of Viewtube and shattered the number one spot on the Billboard Top 10. As Denki laid on Chase, the taller man spooning him, he couldn't help but smile at the video. He knew that one of those millions of views HAD to be Kirishima, he hoped the message was received.

After the buzz wore off a week later, Denki and Chase decided to start planning their wedding. They started by picking a date, settling for the next year on October 12th. It was the perfect time of year for them, since Denki always preferred the fall to spring. Something about the April and May storms that made his quirk act up, and Denki would prefer not to have a seizure at the altar.

Now, Denki had always dreamed of what his wedding planning would look like. He and Chase always watched those cheesy rom coms while chowing down on equally cheesy nachos, laughing at the absolute absurdity. Denki always laughed at the hijinks the bride or groom got into, often reaching levels of comedy that bordered on cringy. He didn't think freaky shit like a bird's nest falling onto the groom's head or the bride having diarrhea in her wedding dress could happen.

But, they were in for quite a long journey.

It all started at the venue search~

"Hey, Chase, watch this!" Denki shouted as he ran through the field of wildflowers, somersaulting into a plume of poppies. Chase giggled as Denki sneezed the moment pollen entered his nose. The two had decided that Colorado would be too cold and no place seemed to fit their theme: Little Moments. So, the duo branched out to Arizona to look for some nice nature areas. Right now, they were at a cultivated meadow with large open spaces.

"Leave it to you to find fun in flowers," Chase swooned as he helped Denki up. Denki felt a chill run down his spine, but didn't think much of it. The two wandered a bit more before Denki yelled in agony, reaching for his back, "Angel face! What's wrong?!" Chase lifted Denki's shirt, and a VERY large scorpion fell out from the fabric and scurried away. The area was red and swelling, making Chase lift Denki and bolt for their car.

One ER trip and some antivenom later, the couple found out that Denki was allergic to scorpion stings. No scorpions for them, and that meant Arizona was completely ruled out. So, yeah, they decided to have their wedding in California at RedWood National Park.

Then came the cake testing!

Fun right?

Not when the bakery disregarded Denki's note about Chase's severe rhubarb allergy. Normally that didn't pose a problem, rhubarb was such a strange thing to add to recipes. Hell, Denki didn't even know they existed until he met Chase. But, it was a food allergy nonetheless, so he made sure to tell the staff that UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES, was there to be rhubarb in anything! The lady at the front counter acknowledged this, Denki even saw her write it down. His worries seemed relieved when he saw her write 'NO RHUBARB' in all capitals.

The following week, the couple sat down for a private tasting with the bakery's 'flavor sampler' platter. The two fed each other like newlyweds, the chemistry blinding. The staff murmured how they'd never seen such a healthy and kind couple.

"Chase, you HAVE to try this angel cake! It's so soft, it's like I'm eating a cloud!" he offered Chase his fork. Chase smirked as he took the bite, licking his lips.

"It's good, but I had some angel cake last night. I think I prefer that recipe, remind me to ask your dad for it later," Chase winked as he gently groped Denki's ass. Denki went beet red and smacked him.

"Oh my GOD!!!" he shouted, looking away while Chase laughed. The two kept trying the different cakes, the top contenders were chocolate chip cannoli custard or the cherry and lemon meringue. They came upon the final flavor, each taking a spoonful before the baker bursted out into the dining room.

"Don't EAT the pink one!!!" she shouted. Both paused mid bite, before Chase's eyes widened and he spit it out. His tongue began to swell and the baker quickly ran over, "does he have an epipen?! Should I call 9-1-1?!" Denki was quick to pull out his fanny pack, taking Chase's epipen out and sticking him in the thigh. Chase quickly found air as he gasped, his throat and tongue's swelling going down.

"What the Hell?!" Denki screeched as he looked at the baker. She bowed many times, trying to show her sincerest apologies.

"I'm SO sorry! I was just looking at the ingredients for the pink fruit powder mix we get from the organic gardener! I didn't see that she put ground-up dried rhubarb in her mixture until a few minutes ago! I can see if she is willing to make a specialized mixture for you! Or I can comp your cake! Anything to show my apologies!" she spoke fervently. By then, Chase had the ability to speak after a few gulps of water.

"Please, don't beat yourself up over it. It was a small oversight, and we don't need the cake comped!" Chase was quick to defuse. He looked at Denki and gave him a gentle smile, brushed his cheek, "I'm sorry for scaring you, angel. But, I'm ok now, see?" Chase gently led Denki's face towards him, making the blonde sigh and hug him.

"You better be sorry, stupid rhubarbs," he snarled as he nuzzled Chase's neck. Chase then looked at Denki, giving him a slight peck on the forehead.

"How about we get two cakes, the one with the cannoli custard and the lemon cherry one. I mean, we were planning on a dessert buffet, might as well have two cakes!" Denki let out a watery laugh and nodded, conceding to Chase's irresistible smile.

"Ok, two cakes it is," Chase nodded to the baker, who was about to shed a monsoon of tears. She smiled and nodded, bowing in thanks. The two paid for the cakes and a flurry of other treats from the bakery: cookies, cupcakes, cream puffs, brownies, and a few types of pies. They'd also plan on a candy bar and sundae station. What could they say, the two loved their sweets (mostly Chase tho!)

Everything seemed well for a while! They had gotten Chase's mom, Vanessa's parents, and Venus to help with decor. Nothing crazy, just white sashes with wisteria and paper patio lanterns. The centerpieces would be black metal lanterns with candles inside and sisters surrounding them. The plates would all be made of white porcelain with biodegradable cutlery. Pearson's dads were building the arch for their ceremony, as well as the tables for the guests and food. Thomas' moms were catering the actual food (they had always wanted to cater a wedding and who was the couple to deny the sweet ladies their dreams). The couple had decided to have three options: a vegan option, a meat option, and a fish option. The vegan option was 'the tofu trio' made with sweet potato and tofu curry, miso soup, and kimchi tofu stew. The meat option was dubbed 'the meaty medley' with roasted chicken thigh, bison chili, and crispy pork belly. Then was the seafood option dubbed 'seafood surprise' with a bowl of lobster bisque, a steamed crab, and scallop sashimi. Each of these would be served with proper sides of course, Denki and Chase were sparing no expense, he wanted their guests to fucking EAT. All while Ariel's parents and Ereku helped with sending out invitations, international or otherwise.

Denki should've expected this, everything was honestly going too good. But, as Denki stood in the mirror in a white dress shirt with a ruffled collar, he couldn't help but cry. This was the seventh shirt he tried on, and it was uglier than all the ones before it. He stepped out of the dressing room, near tears. Pearson and Vanessa, who had gone with Denki while Thomas and Ariel went with Chase, both ran over to the blonde as he began to cry.

"Nothing looks good, all of these look so ugly, it feels as if the universe is saying don't get married," he cried into Pearson's neck. Vanessa and Pearson looked at each other before nodding, knowing only one person could fix this mess. After a quick phone call, Chase was running towards the dressing rooms. He had been looking at bow ties since he had gotten his suit the week prior.

"Where is he?" he whispered. Pearson pointed to the closed dressing room, where Chase could hear the sniffles of his poor fiance. Chase walked up and knocked, "angel, can you let me in?"

"No, you'll think I'm ugly and call off the wedding," Denki sniffed, clearly very upset. Chase's eyes softened and he leaned more on the door.

"Are ya kidding, sunshine? I could never think you're ugly! Hell, you could turn up to our wedding naked and I'd marry you like that!" A few seconds passed before Denki unlocked the dressing room door.

"Ya mean it?" Denki asked quietly as he peeked at Chase through the crack in the door. Chase gave him the sweetest smile and nodded.

"Fuck yeah, sunshine. I mean, I would prefer you don't, since I like being the only one to see that gorgeous body of yours. But, if you want a nude wedding, I could always save the suit for the rehearsal dinner. Our new theme could be 'All Natural', what do ya think?" Chase wiggled his brows, making Denki let out the most boisterous cackle he'd done in a long time. Chase laughed at Denki's laugh, the two giving each other the most loving smiles.

"I knew you'd make me feel better," Denki stated quietly. He finally opened the door all the way, revealing the absolutely horrendous shirt. Chase snorted into his fist before coughing, quickly reigning himself in.

"Ok, it's giving 'I'm going to junior prom and wanna look spiffy, lip bite uwu'," Denki let out more snorts of laughter at the nasally voice Chase made when saying such a true statement, "Maybe, something more plain, hold on," he walked off and came back two minutes later with a plain white shirt, champagne gold vest, and black tie, "maybe something like this?" Denki took the clothing and scrambled in. After some bustling, Denki peeked out and saw Chase sitting on the couch.

"Do you want to see, or do you want to wait?" Denki asked. Chase looked at him and shrugged.

"What do you need me to do?" Chase countered with a soft gaze. Denki looked down and quickly redirected his gaze to the mirror in the dressing room before looking back at Chase.

"I need you to support me right now, so please stay," Chase nodded and sat up.

"Let me see you, sunshine," Denki nodded and opened the door, and Chase thought he died. Denki walked out in white pants, the white button down, the champagne gold vest, and black bowtie. Denki didn't make eye contact, he fidgeted around while staring at the floor.

"Is...this ok?" he whispered. The other bandmates watched as Chase got up, absolutely mesmerized by Denki. Chase gently cupped Denki's cheek with one hand while clasping Denki's fidgeting hands in his free one. Chase guided Denki to look at him, they both had unshed tears that made their eyes sparkle. Chase was the first to break, allowing tears to slip down his cheeks as he looked at Denki.

"You look absolutely breathtaking, Denki. I am the luckiest fucking man on Earth, no one will ever be as lucky as me. You're...you look...God," Chase sniffled as he kissed Denki's lips sweetly. Denki hugged his neck, bringing them closer together. When the two parted, "I couldn't think of words, I thought actions might work better," Chase whispered. Denki giggled and nuzzled Chase's chest.

"I got the message, this is the one," he replied. The two were snapped out of it when the entire wedding boutique erupted in cheers. The two finally noticed how a majority of the brides, consultants, and shoppers were clapping and crying for them. Denki and Chase each gave a breathy laugh, gazing out into the sea of absolute love they were being showered in. Even Thomas was crying. Denki was so happy, nothing could ruin this for him.

He was finally ready to be a bride.