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White roses scattered the floor, Jensen knew just what to do. He had a plan, it was honestly cliché, but it didn't matter. He knew Misha hated regular roses, and loved it when Jensen was a sap. Jensen's plan would only go into effect when they got home after the ceremony although. He didn't want to wait, but knew it would be worth it.

Sebastian had already taken Misha to get ready, and Jensen was standing in front of Jared, getting his tie fixed. He couldn't do it up himself because his hands were shaky with nervousness. Jared's only job at the moment was to stand beside his best friend, and make sure he looked super snazzy at his wedding. And he was succeeding at both.

The corners of Jared's mouth turned up into a goofy smile. "You look so handsome," he kept smiling and looking down at the green eyed man, who's eyes were wide and filled with excitement. "You and Misha are perfect for each other, I'm so happy for you."

"Thank you Jared," Jensen nodded and sighed happily as Jared was dragging him to his car.

Jensen had another bouquet, but of lilacs, in the car to give to his husband later on in the night. He could barely control himself.

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Jensen stood in the alter and watched the doors as he nervously waited for Misha to walk down the isle. He shifted on his feet as he waited, the seconds feeling like hours. He was so anxious to finally marry Dimitri Krushnic.

Dimitri Krushnic: his baby.

Dimitri Krushnic: his whole world.

Dimitri Krushnic: his everything.

Dimitri Krushnic: the definition of perfection.

Their whole life was perfect. Misha's meds were stronger now, but he realized that he could thrive off of Jensen's love once he did end up clearing his mind.

Jensen gasped quietly when the doors opened and revealed Misha in a beautiful suit. He was awestrucken as he watched his soon-to-be husband walking closer. He could see the happines in Misha's eyes and as he got closer and closer, Jensen's heart beat faster and faster. He didn't even realize their was music playing in the quite big cream colored building. He looked over at the flowers on the wall and then into Misha's bright eyes.

Jensen had never seen them sparkle so much in their entire time together. And when he took his warm and gentle hands, it was almost as if the last piece of the puzzle was in place, and they could rebuild anything. It didn't make them invincible, but damn close. The priest looked at them and started rambling, Misha only picked up on a few things because Jensen's lips were distracting him. That's when the preist said something about the rings, and soon, there were rings on each of their fingers. They carefully slipped them onto each others fingers with giddy smiles.

"Jensen Ross Ackles, do you promise to devote your entire mind, body, heart, and soul to Dimitri Krushnuc through sickness and in health till death do you part? Do you swear to stay by his side no matter what you encounter? Do you promise to love him for all eternity?" Jensen squeezed Misha's hands tighter, feeling the sudden cool of the metal on his finger.

"I do, and will for all eternity."

The priest looked over to Misha with a smile. Misha was almost in tears, he was blushing and overjoyed. "And Dimitri Krushnic, do you promise to-" He paused as Misha leaned over to whisper something.

"Can I say something really fast?" The priest just nodded and motioned for him to continue. Misha looked back into Jensen's eyes and took a deep breath before he spoke again. "Jensen, when I first met you... I-i knew you were the one. You're the only person who has ever made me feel like I belong, and I've never really gotten the right words to thank you..." He stuttered for a few seconds and tried not to cry. "Jensen, I swear to stay by your side. I promise I'll never let go, no matter what happens. You are my king, my love, and now my husband. I promise I'll always be true to you. I dedicate my life to you. I know I don't have to say this. You already know....I love you..." He leaned closer to whisper the last part. "And I'll always be your good little slave boy... And I won't ever hurt you."

Jensen blushed madly and mouthed back an 'I love you.'

A single tear dared to slip down Misha's face. The priest repeated the same speech he gave to jensen to misha, and it was followed by an I do and two smiles that could take the sun's place.

"Without further a do, I pronounce you husband and husband, you may kiss the groom." He gestured for Jensen to kiss him whilst taking a step back.

Jensen slyly wrapped his arms around Misha's waist, and kissed him like he had never been kissed ever in his life. Like no one has ever kissed before in the whole history of the universe. His and Misha's lips moved in perfect sync while the few people there clapped.

Jensen's plan with the flowers did work. He got the cuddles and slow love that he desperately loved.

Their honeymoon consisted of Paris, slow sex, passionate kisses, rough sex, and the Effile Tower at night. The lights were beautiful, it almost made them want to cry, but out of happiness. The lights sparkled in both of their eyes, and even the smell of the crisp air made the setting even more amazing. The lights reflected off the gold coloring and the light rain that was falling. It made their little kisses that much more amazing.

It was the little things like that, that made everything worthwhile.

But in the big scheme of things, it only mattered that Jensen and Misha were together.