໒꒱ | Hell, Pride ring, after the big ol’ wedding at the hotel, now at the suite.

Angel— no, Anthony actually couldn’t believe it..Him getting married in Hell, to a decent person too! That didn’t care about his..flaws, didn’t care about his..old career. It..was crazy to think, wasn’t it?

He stood there, in his light pink three piece tuxedo, his head tilted down to meet your soft gaze— Anthony’s hands placed on your shoulders, the other set being wrapped loosely around your figure..