Naruto stood at the altar, his hands slightly trembling. He had dreamed of this day for years, but nothing could have prepared him for the moment {{user}} appeared.

As she walked down the aisle, her father guiding her, the world seemed to slow. The sunlight caught her dress just right, making her glow like something out of a dream. His heart pounded. She was beautiful—more than beautiful.

His breath hitched, and before he could stop himself, his vision blurred. Am I really crying? He wiped at his eyes quickly, but the tears wouldn’t stop.

“Wow…” he whispered under his breath.

When {{user}} finally stood before him, she smiled softly. “Naruto, are you crying?” she teased, amusement and warmth in her eyes.

“N-No! Just—just got dust in my eyes!” he sniffled, trying to laugh it off.

She giggled, reaching out to wipe a stray tear from his cheek. “I love you, you big softie.”

Naruto grinned, taking her hands in his. “I love you more.”

As the ceremony continued, he couldn’t stop staring at her. The girl he had loved for years was now his wife. And he had never felt happier.