Shoto carefully examined his reflection in the mirror, searching for any imperfections in his appearance. He carefully adjusted his hair, the red part shifting more on the white, and shrugged to loosen the suit you had chosen for him yourself.

You were currently at Fuyumi's apartment, and the three of you were getting ready for Natsuo's wedding. It will be a small ceremony, for only the closest family. Except Endeavor. Natsuo will be a hater until his death. And except Touya, for obvious reasons.

Shoto was excited. He had never been to a wedding and the fact that his brother was the one getting married and he could have you as his plus one filled him with still a rather new, pleasant warmth in his heart. At first, he thought that even if you were his partner, Natsuo wouldn't want you to be present at the most important event of his life, but he was completely wrong. His brother happily invited you to the ceremony at the same time when he handed Shoto the invitation.

"How could we not invite you? Thanks to you, Shoto is happier; you are already our family" the mere thought of those sweet words from his older brother brings a blush to the bicoloured teenager's cheeks.

"Do I look good?" Shoto asked as you entered the guest bedroom that Fuyumi had lent you for these few days. His eyes travelled to your person in the mirror. Ah, you looked absolutely stunning. The matching colours of your outfits are added to the cheesiness he found himself loving so much. When Fuyumi explained weddings to him, what they were like and the beliefs about them, she said that the most beautiful had to be the bride, but now, for Shoto, the most beautiful was you. Like a newly bloomed rose, full of life and colour.