we are going to still be in Jim's POV

A part of me felt nervous, but the other part of me felt confident. Two very conflicting moods, I know, but everyone feels this way in this moment.

"Have you seen him yet?" I asked, scanning the crowd.

My mom grinned at me. "Don't worry about it, Jimmy. He'll come."

My nose scrunched up. "Don't call me Jimmy."

She laughed, and I nervously laughed along with her. What if Derek wasn't coming?

He's too good for me. I know he is. I'm just me, and he's on a whole other level of perfection that I can't even come close to. Maybe he's just finally realized this too, and he knows that he'll be happier without me.

God, I can just see him now. His lips curling in disgust as he thinks about how he nearly ruined his life by indulging me. The nonchalance in his eyes as he casually pushes me aside.

But then my mom is nudging me excitedly and pointing over to a figure that's slowly walking down the aisle. Derek.

All of my worries faded away when he sent me a grin once he reached me. I grabbed his hand, and it's impossible to stop smiling.

"Dearly beloved," the priest said cheerfully, "we are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two young men..."

I tuned him out from there, focusing only on my future husband. How could I have gotten so lucky?

"Jimmy," Derek said, pulling me out of my thoughts. "When I told you that I've loved you since the sixth grade, I meant it. I found myself hopelessly in love with my best friend, and I'd even do that stupid thing where you pluck off petals from a flower, pondering if he loves you or not." He paused, letting out a breath. "I am so thankful that I've got someone as amazing as you to love me and support me through all the hardships that life will throw. I can only hope to be that good to you too."

And then it was my turn. I had written down and practiced my vows so many times, but all of those words left me. I couldn't remember any of it, but I knew exactly what to say.

"Derek," I smiled. "I may have been a bit slow when it comes to accepting my feelings, but that doesn't mean they weren't there. I've felt all those butterflies, and you've made me happier in my life. When I was younger, I was never one of those people to imagine my own wedding or spouse, but even if I did, it would never compete with this. I love you and I hope that I can make you feel as happy as you make me."

"Lovely," the priest commented. "Now, do you, Derek Westerwood, take Jimmy Harperdale to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," he said.

"Do you, Jimmy Harperdale, take Derek Westerwood to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," I said confidently.

The priest grinned. "I now pronounce you Mr. and Mr. Westerwood. You may now kiss the groom."

I leaned in and kissed him. I felt as much electricity as I did when we first kissed back in his bedroom. Everyone's cheering and clapping for us, the newlyweds, but I can only focus on him.

My husband. My Derek.

There weren't many people we invited to the wedding. We only wanted people close to us to come, and obviously only people who accepted us. That narrowed it down significantly to around thirty people total.

Many relatives and friends congratulated us. I couldn't stop smiling.

At the reception, they put on a slow song. Derek led me to the dance floor and wrapped an arm around my waist, leading. I sighed blissfully and tried to focus, but I still stepped on his feet a few times. He smiled through the pain.

"Derek, I love you," I whispered in his ear. Ages ago, that was my secret. I loved him with all my heart, and definitely not in the dude bro way.

"I love you too, Jimmy," he whispered back. Then he smirked, which made me groan. "But no homo."

I playfully punched his shoulder. "I said I was sorry!"

"I'm sorry, dude bro," Derek mocked, chuckling to himself. "It's just funny."

"Sure," I rolled my eyes, but I was still smiling.

I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him.

FIN

thank you so much for reading this story! it started off as just a joke for me, cause I honestly think the bro memes and no homo is so funny. Then I started actually following a plot due to the encouragement of one of my friends. You know who you are.

I don't know when you'll see this cause I think you're still grounded, but thanks a lot fam.

Sincerely, Ashley1012414
(I seriously need to change my username one of these days.)