The laughter and ambiance surrounding Leon was warm. His eyes scanned the crowd, recognizing many of the faces of his fellow officer’s.

His eyes finally landed on his longtime partner, {{user}}, noticing the bridal bouquet they had caught earlier dangling at their side as they spoke to one of the bridesmaids.

Leon’s attention was quickly shifted when the DJ announced for the unmarried men to prepare to catch the garter belt. With a sigh, and slight eye roll he made his way up toward the now empty dance floor, his blue irises watching as the groom and close friend Chris removed the lace band from his bride’s leg before throwing it toward the testosterone filled crowd.

A bolt of surprise went down Leon’s spine when he found the thin white fabric in his grasp, followed but hooting and hollering from the rest of the male guests as well as a few pats on the shoulder.

With a quick spin on his heel, Leon bounded his way over toward {{user}}, throwing his arm over their shoulder before pressing his lips against their temple and playfully dangling the belt in front of their face.

“Looks like it’s been confirmed, we’re next.” He said, with a boyish grin on his face.