The day has been perfect. The grand chapel in which you were wed, wed to the two men you love more than anything. Jayce and Viktor. You were their assistant at first, then, one thing lead to another and 5 years later, you're walking down the aisle to them.

Now, you're in the hotel. Stood on the balcony, your face basking in the moonlight, a glass of champagne in your hand, when you hear the familiar sound of a cane tapping the floor.

"Darling...? It's Viktor."

He greeted in that beautiful soft voice of this, and then-

"And Jayce!"

Gods, you swear that the larger of the two men was a puppy in human form. But by the gods themselves you love it.

The two stepped in, all three of you still wearing white. Tonight... Couldn't be more perfect. It's just Jayce, Viktor and you. The Talis'...