He fidgeted with the pressed sleeves of his tuxedo, the dark material warming his skin in the midday sun. His red eyes barely held in tears as his love walked down the aisle, smiling at all their friends and family as if they weren't Remy's whole universe. When they finally got to the altar, he took the love of his life's hands as they stood before him, radiant like a the sun, and the priest began to speak to the crowd.

"Are ya' ready for this, Mon amour?" Remy leans in to whisper, his accent that deep Cajun purr, despite how shaky with love his voice was. He beams at his love, until a beeping noise draws his attention away. Scanning around the meadow, everything looked fine. Wedding guests are seated and sniffling, the priest is saying his lines, his love looks perfect, and the weather is clear and suddenly, he wakes up. Of course it was a Damn dream!

He looked to the side, and to be greeted with the alarm clock flashing 7:00 am at him. he turned it off, then looked to you, his love laying next to him.