〔𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ; 𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦〕
〔𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶.〕

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TWO YEARS LATER

WILLOW HALPERT AWOKE entangled in the arms of her lover. She stirred ever so slightly, taking in the surroundings that were her shared bedroom with Dwight. As she uttered a soft groan, she felt Dwight move a bit, signaling that he was waking up. She turned to look at him and smiled when he finally opened his eyes. He reciprocated her smile when he saw her.

"Good morning." Willow mused as she snuggled closer to the taller male. He hummed as he held her a bit tighter, running his fingers through her slightly messy brown hair.

"G' morning darling." Dwight murmured. Willow smiled as she began gently running her fingers up and down his bare chest.

"I never want to leave this position," Willow sighed, squeezing his bicep lightly. Dwight kissed her on the head before shifting slightly to get out of bed. "Wha- Aw, don't get out of bed!"

"I'm sorry, darling. I gotta go tend to the chickens. I'll be back." Dwight got out of bed and kissed Willow on the lips.

"Aw, alright. I love you!"

"I love you too." Dwight said, bending down to grab his undershirt, slipping it on as he exited their shared bedroom. He closed the door quietly and made his way down the stairs of the old farmhouse.

While he was actually going down to the barn to feed the chickens, Dwight also had a little something up his sleeve.

After bidding his cousin, Mose, a quick 'good morning,' Dwight exited the house and made his way behind the slaughterhouse. There sat his anvil, a heavy ball-pein hammer and a silver ring waiting for its final touch-ups. With a smile, he grabbed the hammer and slammed it a few times against the anvil, rounding out the ring. Once he was content with how the ring looked, he pocketed it and made his way to the barn to feed the chickens.

After he was finished with his task, he made his way back inside the house, stopping in the kitchen to grab a ring box he fashioned a couple of nights ago. As he went up the stairs, he took the small silver ring and placed it in the wooden box, pocketing the box. He walked over to his bedroom door and entered.

Willow laid on the bed facing away from the door. She was fiddling with the ends of the pillowcases when she heard Dwight enter the room.

"Willow, darling." Dwight said.

"Hm?" Willow hummed.

"Turn around."

"Alright." She yawned slightly as she turned around, seeing her lover on one knee, holding open the wooden box.

Willow felt herself gasp softly as she saw the small silver ring inside of the box. Without Dwight even saying anything, she immediately knew what her answer was going to be.

"Willow Jane Halpert, will you marry me?"

"Yes! Yes, I will marry you!" Willow jumped out of bed, leaping into her new fiance's arms. The happy couple toppled onto the ground, laughing happily. Dwight took Willow's left hand and slipped the ring onto her ring finger.

"It fits perfectly!" Willow squealed, kissing Dwight on the lips.

"I know. I measured your finger a couple of times before creating the ring." Dwight stated with a smile. Willow rolled her eyes in a teasing manner as she pulled him into another kiss. She broke away for a bit to admire the ring and get back into bed. She looked over to Dwight and motioned for him to come into bed with her. She gave him a toothy grin as he slid under the covers, taking his fiancee into his arms.

"I love you." Willow hummed as she cuddled close to him.

"I love you more." Dwight responded, placing his head in the crook of her neck.

"I love you the most."

♡

SIX MONTHS LATER

♡

Willow and Dwight sat together at their desk clump chatting silently. After Dwight proposed, Willow decided to subtly reveal their engagement to Jim, Pam and Michael by twiddling her ring while speaking to them. Pam and Jim reacted fairly normal, with a simple 'congratulations!' and a hug, while Michael practically picked the both of them up and screamed it to the world (or the entire office).

They kept actually planning the wedding on the down-low. Obviously, Dwight wanted to have a traditional Schrute wedding, which Willow (and Jim) was very intrigued by. They began planning immediately, both equally as excited to finally marry each other.

"Do you think he'd actually want to be my 'Bestisch Mensch?'" Dwight asked worriedly, looking over to Michael's closed office.

"Of course he would, sweetie! Why are you so worried?" Willow confirmed, placing her hand onto his thigh.

"I dunno. It's stupid, I know. I just..."

"Hey, you can do it. I'm sure he's gonna say yes."

"Okay. Thank you, darling."

Kissing his fiancee on her head, Dwight stood and walked over to Michael's office, knocking on the door three times. After hearing Michael's muffled 'come in,' Dwight entered, closing the door behind him.

Willow looked over to the room from her desk. Luckily the blinds were open so she had a full view of what was going on.

Dwight was standing in front of Michael's desk. Willow could tell he was nervous by his change in posture. Rather than standing tall and confident as always, he appeared rather timid and meek. She knew he was nervous about everything, but she didn't know he was this nervous.

Soon her worries melted away. Willow grinned when she saw Michael jump up and down excitedly, hugging Dwight and yelling cheerfully. She stood and walked over to Michael's office, quickly being pulled inside by her fiance.

"Oooooh, I'm so excited for both of you! I'm gonna start writing my speech right now!" Michael exclaimed, pulling Willow and Dwight into a tight hug.

"We're glad you said yes, Michael," Willow said. "Now can you please let go, I can't breathe!"

"Oh, yes. Yeeeesh," Michael let go of the couple, a childish grin on his face. "Shoo, I'm gonna write my speech now!" Willow let out a giggle as she followed Dwight out of Michael's office.

"Well that went well." the brunette said, sitting back at her desk.

"Thank God." Dwight responded, taking Willow's hand as he sat down.

♡

ANOTHER SIX MONTHS LATER

♡

Willow Halpert sat in front of her large mirror looking over her appearance. To her left sat her 'Matrone der Ehre,' Pam Beesly. To her right sat her 'Ehrendame' and childhood best friend Becca Dewalis. She took a deep breath before turning to Becca.

"Do I look alright?" she asked, slightly adjusting her veil.

"Alright? Did you just ask me if you look 'alright?' When you look like that? I will saw you in half, you dumb, beautiful bitch. Pam, tell me she doesn't look sexy." Becca declared.

"I'm with you on that, Becca. Willow, you really look amazing." Pam chimed in. Willow smiled, looking down at her lap.

"Thanks, you guys. I'm just so... I don't know. I can't believe I'm getting married! Like I, am gonna be marrying Dwight. Me from four years ago would probably be shitting her pants if she heard about this." Willow rambled, looking back at her reflection.

"I'm really happy for you, Willow. I can't believe you're fucking getting married! My best friend, getting married!" Becca squealed, pulling Willow into a hug. Willow grinned as she pulled Pam into the hug, ecstatic that her two best friends were going to be with her on her special day.

"Love you both so much." Willow said.

"We love you too." Pam replied.

The three heard a small knock from the far end of the room. Willow turned around and saw her father standing in the doorframe. She stood and began walking toward the older man.

As she stood, everyone got a view of her wedding dress. She wore an off-the-shoulder frilly dress that went down to the floor.

"Honey, you look beautiful." Gerald Halpert mused, wiping a tear from his eye.

"Dad, don't cry! You'll ruin your makeup!" Willow joked, pulling her father into a hug. He chuckled, accepting his daughter's hug.

"Don't wanna do that, huh?" Gerald joked as he placed a kiss onto his daughter's temple.

♡

Dwight entered his bedroom sporting his famous family heirloom, otherwise known as his grandfather's tuxedo. He walked in front of his mirror, taking a white flower from Jim.

"You ready?" Jim asked as Dwight pinned the flower onto his suit jacket.

"You kidding? I was born ready!" Dwight replied, humming some heavy metal song. He began to fix up his bowtie a bit as Michael walked in.

"Dwight, my loyal compadre, I have one quick question. Are. You. Readyyyy?!" Michael exclaimed, throwing his fist into the air.

"Yeah!"

"I said, ARE YOU READAYYYY?!"

"I'M READY!"

Michael and Dwight began dancing together, mimicking guitar chords to the tune of Crazy Train by Ozzy Osborne. Jim looked away from the men as if he was going to stare into the camera.

"I can't believe my little sister's gonna marry him." Jim muttered to himself. He stood, adjusted his tie one last time and snuck past Michael and Dwight, who were still dancing around.

♡

"You ready, sweetheart?"

"Ready as I'll ever be."

Willow linked her arm around her father's and exited Dwight and her shared house, carrying a bouquet of daisies. They walked over to the yard where the mini venue was set up.

From afar, Willow saw all of the guests sitting on intricately placed hay bales. These haybales faced a mini gazebo, where Dwight, Michael, Becca, Pam and a minister stood, waiting for Willow's arrival. She immediately felt herself tear up at the sight, still in shock that she was going to marry the love of her life.

The orchestra began playing a traditional song as Willow and Gerald began walking down the aisle. Everyone turned to face the two, smiling eagerly. Willow waved at everyone as she walked down, even giving Kevin a fist bump on the way.

When the father and daughter arrived at the gazebo, Willow turned to her father and gave him a hug before walking over to her grave, giving Becca and Pam a hug in the process. She turned to face Dwight, feeling a tear slip down her cheek as she admired how handsome he looked.

"Hi." Willow mouthed to her (almost) husband.

"Hi." Dwight mouthed back, smiling intently at the woman before him.

"As it is traditional to the Schrutes, the lovers are standing in their own graves as a reminder that this is the only escape from what they are about to do." the minister announced. Willow giggled softly as she and Dwight faced the guests, ready for the ceremony to begin.

♡

"Do you have your vows, Frau Willow?" the minister asked, turning to Willow.

"Yes." Willow answered. She reached into the bouquet and took out a folded piece of paper. She unfolded it and began to read out her vows.

"Dwight, when I met you on my first day of working at Dunder Mifflin, I never expected to be standing in my own grave, marrying you. And if you were to tell smitten me from four years ago that I was going to be marrying you, she'd probably crap her pants." everyone let out a laugh at the mini joke.

"In all seriousness, I'm actually so happy that I get to have the honor of being your wife. I love you so much. And I'm so god damn grateful that you're in my life," Willow bit back a sob as she continued. "I'm so grateful... for everything you do. From me bitching and complaining about how annoying everything is, to celebrating with me when I complete a sale, I'm so grateful that you stick with me. I love you so much, you make me the happiest woman in the world. Thank you for everything, Dwight Schrute. You are... my everything. I love you. I love you, so so much."

The guests erupted in applause as Willow wiped a few lone tears off her face.

"Damn it, my makeup's ruined." she joked as she folded up the paper and put it back into the bouquet. She turned to Dwight, who tried to discreetly wipe away his tears.

"And do you have your vows, Herr Schrute?" the minister asked while turning to Dwight.

"Yes." Dwight reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a mini black notebook that Willow bought him earlier. He turned to the last few pages and began reading.

"Ahem. These vows are for my Willow. Darling, you are the perfect woman. I mean, you do have the perfect body for our children," Willow shot him a look, earning a laugh from the guests. "Well, uh, besides that, you are just... everything to me. You are the light of my life, Willow. And it is an honor that I am going to be your husband. I love you. I love how you are accepting of my traditions and my ways. I love how you let me be my true self around you. And I would never give you up, not even if I could have an opportunity to become Regional Manager of Dunder Mifflin. Willow Halpert, I love you. You are my world."

The guests erupted in applause as Willow wiped more tears off of her face. She began fanning herself a bit, trying not to sob out loud. Dwight dabbed his face with his handkerchief, joy flowering inside of him.

"Do we have the rings?" the minister asked. Willow and Dwight watched Mose awkwardly strut down the aisle. He held a purple velvet pillow containing the couple's wedding rings. He first went over to Dwight, who took Willow's ring into his hand. Mose then slowly walked to Willow and held the pillow out to her. 

"Thank you, Mose." Willow said softly as she took Dwight's ring from the pillow. With a nod, Mose dropped the pillow and goofily ran back to his seat, waving his arms back and forth. Willow smirked as she turned to face Dwight.

"Willow, I give this ring, as a sign of my love for you. As it encircles your finger, may it remind you always that you are surrounded by my enduring love." Dwight smiled as he took Willow's left hand into his own, slipping the silver ring onto her ring finger.

"And Dwight, I give this ring, as a sign of my love. As it encircles your finger, may it remind you always that you are surrounded by my enduring love." Willow took Dwight's left hand into hers and slipped his ring onto his finger. 

"Do you, Dwight Schrute, take Willow Halpert to be your lawfully wedded wife for as long as the two of you shall live?" the minister asked.

"I do." Dwight answered.

"And do you, Willow Halpert, take Dwight Schrute, to be your lawfully wedded husband for as long as the two of you shall live?"

"I do!" Willow answered.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife." Everyone cheered and applauded as Willow and Dwight leaned in for their first kiss as husband and wife.

"Release the doves!" The applause only grew louder as a flock of doves flew across the horizon and into the sunset. Dwight stepped out of his grave and went over to Willow. She held her arms out for a hug as he lifted her up bridal style.

"I love you!" Willow whispered.

"I love you too," Dwight responded, kissing his wife on the cheek. "Ladies and Gentlemen. Thank you all so much for coming! Please, take your hay bales to the reception. They'll be used for seating. Complimentary hay hooks are placed along the aisles. Just stab 'em on in there." Willow laughed a bit as everyone struggled to lift the hay bales over to the reception area. She turned to face Dwight and cupped his cheek into her hand, pulling him into a kiss.

♡

The reception was absolutely perfect. The food was delicious, the music was great, all of their friends and family were there, and most importantly, Willow was finally married to the love of her life.

The final notes of Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton faded as Willow and Dwight finished their first dance as husband and wife. Dwight dipped his wife, both of them smiling as they leaned in for another kiss. Everyone gave a round of applause as the couple gave a mini bow. Before he went to go back to his table, Willow tugged at Dwight's arm and motioned toward the house. Giving her a nod, he held an arm up and followed Willow in the direction of the house.

"What?" Dwight asked. Willow made sure they were out of view before pulling out her phone. She opened up iTunes and played Kickstart My Heart by Mötley Crüe. She took her husband's hands into her own and began headbanging slightly to the guitar riffs of the song.

"Oh my God. I love you so much." Dwight spun her around as he began humming the lyrics to himself. 

The two danced together for the duration of the song, laughing and giggling together like they were the only people in the world.

♡

"Bye, everyone! Thank you all so much for coming!" Willow exclaimed as she watched everyone make their way out of Schrute Farms. Dwight silently waved as he put his arm around his wife. She waved again as she pointed out the beautiful sight that was the sunset. He smiled as he led her to the bench on the porch of the farmhouse. They both sat down, getting a fantastic view of said sunset. 

"I never want to leave this position." Willow said, feeling Dwight wrap his arm around her and her head landing on his shoulder.

"Neither do I." Dwight responded as he kissed her on the temple. 

The newlyweds sat together in silence looking out into the horizon. To say they were joyous was an understatement. I mean, they're finally married! What can top that?

Willow tapped her husband on the shoulder and pressed her lips onto his, bringing them together for one of the most magical kisses of them all.

And nothing in the world could take away their love. Nothing at all.