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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2016 5:59 am
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Viktor made a series of undignified noise, first from the crack in the face and then a very sad sounding breathless noise as Jeremiah hit him in the gut. He hit the ground like a ton of bricks, clutching around his middle and his face and he was pretty helpless to stop the detective from taking his camera.
"Keep away from us Viktor," Alg bristled, and while he'd been white with stiff rage moments before, he was now red as beet and pointing a finger down at the paparazzi. "No one cares about any of this but you and your sick need to harass me."
The scumbag laughed to himself, painfully, spitting a bit of blood onto the cement. If pedestrians saw, they were ignoring it.
Alg's nostrils flared in anger and he stepped back, "Stay away from all of our family."
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2016 9:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2016 7:59 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 1:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 1:27 pm
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only the ring finger knows || nando & jer
"Oh we need that much space for both of our egos, old friend." Nando laughed.
The italian turned Jeremiah towards the door, checked a pocket watch that happened to look fantastic with his outfit, and grinned. He squared himself in front of the other man, smoothed his hands over Jeremiah's shoulders, straightened his lapels, and he was finished.
"It's time," And Nando smiled, the genuine smile that wasn't tinted with mischief. The kind reserved for those who only knew him well enough to deserve it, "I'm very happy for you. It'll be wonderful and it's about damn time, yes? Way overdue."
He clapped his hands to Jeremiah's cheeks and enthusiastically put a kiss on each of them. Damn Italians.
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 1:42 pm
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Alg can't bear to make himself look around. He's already too caught up in his own emotions, disbelief, anxiety, love and pride. This isn't something he could have imagined a few years ago, something he couldn't have imagined for the majority of his life, but here he was holding the hand of the man he'd loved his entire life and even laughing at Jeremiah's enthusiasm to kiss him, he couldn't help the tears.
Alg had always been prone to crying.
He mopped at his eyes awkwardly, smiled as Jeremiah spoke to him and him alone, but he isn't sure what to say. The man who made a living on words had none for his own wedding.
It's all I ever wanted. Just you, Algie murmurs back, choking on anything else and waving a hand in front of his face, a sign he couldn't say more and that the officiant should move along.
Whatever else is said is a blur. All Alg can do is look at their hands, and look up at Jeremiah's face, and struggle with the exploding feeling in his chest that he can't seem to control.
There is laughter though, and sniffles, when finally Jeremiah is told, "Now you can kiss your husband."
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 3:57 pm
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swoon
There had been food and somehow Meredith, despite requests of no dancing, had insisted each of the grooms dance with her at least once to a bit of music. Overall their impromptu wedding had been nice, even when the wine came out and after Nando and Ash had both disappeared.
Alg and Jer had slipped away eventually, granted privacy in the guest house (though to some it was a normal sized house), and finally were alone.
They enjoyed their privacy, enjoyed the good alcohol, enjoyed eachother and now Alg pressed close to Jeremiah - his husband - glasses and clothing long discarded. He drapped himself across the other, hand finding the other man's and lifting it to look at.
His fingers brushed over their wedding rings.
"We're married..." He said again, he kept saying it, as if it would go away if he didn't reinforce the fact verbally over and over again.
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