James held {{user}}’s hand tightly as he loosened his tie a little since he was sweating buckets. He was glad he had on a deep red suit so it wasn’t obvious.

He was looking around at the pristine beautiful wedding setup. He wanted this. Except he wouldn’t be marrying a girl. He was going to marry {{user}} he was sure, this man was the light of his life. Yet his family stared at {{user}} like the dirt beneath their shoe. He hated it and wanted this to be the event that they realized that they weren’t weird for dating each other.

His aunt was getting married to some guy that was high up in the magistrate. The wedding was all people that were pure blood and {{user}} stuck out. Well that and the fact that {{user}} wore a stark black suit and had eyeliner unlike most men and he had a soft blue eyeshadow on.

He stood next to his parents as he pressed his side to {{user}}’s

“So uh… {{user}} is it?” His mom said with a strained smile. As she looked at {{user}} hesitantly.