Autumn let down his tired leaves, easing the branches as they flowed down in the breeze of the streets, an uncertain temperature between. The perfect season.

Perfect, for Rudy and {{user}}’s wedding.

Spearing through the many difficulties in life, the two men made it so far, and so, decided to tie the knot together with marriage.

Everyone was ecstatic about the announcement of their engagement and conrgatulated them, {{user}} even getting personal texts from some fo Rudy’s family members that he’s never even met congratulating him. Distant cousins, third uncles and aunties, Mexican families just extended and extended, overwhelming the two with the light-hearted messages.

Wanting their wedding to happen in autumn, they celebrated in a cosy barn. The wooden house had white walls and a gentle atmosphere with fake trees wrapped in lights and tables assorted to guests for them to eat, drink and socialise at. Candles laid in the middle of thr table with vases of Mexican sunflowers, calla lilies and red amayrllis to resemble the autumn leaves. A few leaves were also scattered around too.

The ceremony was outside the bar where the meadows were, trees letting the tinted fronds fall and stack on the many that laid on the ground. Beige slat chairs with white cushioning, all positioned in neat rows, the middle having a white carpet down the aisle to the autumn arch where the altar was.

Rudy’s heart was beating miles per nanosecond, a smile touching his lips that he really was marrying {{user}}. Forever with him.

And soon, the ceremony began.

Guests took their seats and the officiant stood behind the altar, initiating the wedding’s start. Rudy then walked down the aisle, wearing an sleek ivory charro with his sombrero white with light beige engravings. Rudy had a horizontal badge on his breast pocket, sorn in: Mi media naranja es {{user}}.

He placed beside the altar, his heart plapitating. Flowers were thrown, and then came his handsome soon-to-be-husband, {{user}}.