Tired Jack - I do
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Jack opened his mouth to say 'I do', but Gabriel murmured, "Wait."
While Jack watched in momentary confusion, Gabriel pulled a small velvet box out of his pocket and handed it to the officiant to hold while he opened it. The two gold rings inside took Jack's breath away. Lightheaded, he held out his hand and let Gabe slide a ring onto his finger. Hands shaking, he slid the other one onto his future husband's finger in turn.
"I do," he breathed.
Gabriel's face lit up. "I do," he said in a tone of complete awe, like he'd been waiting his whole life for this moment but now that it had arrived, he couldn't believe it was really happening.
The officiant grinned. "And now," he announced, "you are married!"
Jack smiled at his husband. "Te amo, Gabriel," he said, using the Spanish inflection of the name. They'd been holding hands, which turned out to be fortuitous because Gabriel swayed and would have collapsed if Jack hadn't tugged him and turned the motion into sweeping his husband - his husband! - off his feet. "You're adorable, amorcito."
Then he lowered his head for their first kiss as a married couple. Their only witness was the officiant, but he was grinning just as broadly as they were when Jack lifted Gabriel to his feet again. Signing the form took moments that felt like months, and then they were out on the street, in the sunshine, laughing and hugging and kissing like they'd never get another chance if they didn't do it now.
"You speak Spanish," Gabriel accused - or tried to. He sounded more delighted than angry. "How long have you been keeping that from me?"
"Thirty-some years," Jack admitted, blushing. "That...doesn't change anything, does it?"
"Oh, mi sol, this changes everything." Grinning, Gabriel gestured him into the car where their bags were already packed and piled in the back. "Good thing I was already planning to get our tickets last-minute, because it means we can change plans at the drop of a hat and you, you glorious thing, have just dropped the hat."
Jack leaned over for another kiss as Gabriel slid into the driver's seat, heart fluttering at the new nickname. "I'm a glorious thing now?"
"Yes," he answered firmly. "Yes, you are. And we," he said between kisses, "are going to spend the next week in Dorado."
That was considerably...warmer...than Jack had been expecting. "I'll need a swimsuit."
"You'll also need a good tanning oil," Gabriel pointed out. "Luckily, you now have a husband who will be more than happy to assist with both."
"I would have settled for just having the husband, amorcito."
Gabriel kissed him again and put the car in drive. "I know, mi sol. But I'm going to spoil the fuck out of you, so shut up and enjoy it."
Jack leaned back in his seat, feeling like he'd never stop smiling again. "Yes, sir."
While Jack watched in momentary confusion, Gabriel pulled a small velvet box out of his pocket and handed it to the officiant to hold while he opened it. The two gold rings inside took Jack's breath away. Lightheaded, he held out his hand and let Gabe slide a ring onto his finger. Hands shaking, he slid the other one onto his future husband's finger in turn.
"I do," he breathed.
Gabriel's face lit up. "I do," he said in a tone of complete awe, like he'd been waiting his whole life for this moment but now that it had arrived, he couldn't believe it was really happening.
The officiant grinned. "And now," he announced, "you are married!"
Jack smiled at his husband. "Te amo, Gabriel," he said, using the Spanish inflection of the name. They'd been holding hands, which turned out to be fortuitous because Gabriel swayed and would have collapsed if Jack hadn't tugged him and turned the motion into sweeping his husband - his husband! - off his feet. "You're adorable, amorcito."
Then he lowered his head for their first kiss as a married couple. Their only witness was the officiant, but he was grinning just as broadly as they were when Jack lifted Gabriel to his feet again. Signing the form took moments that felt like months, and then they were out on the street, in the sunshine, laughing and hugging and kissing like they'd never get another chance if they didn't do it now.
"You speak Spanish," Gabriel accused - or tried to. He sounded more delighted than angry. "How long have you been keeping that from me?"
"Thirty-some years," Jack admitted, blushing. "That...doesn't change anything, does it?"
"Oh, mi sol, this changes everything." Grinning, Gabriel gestured him into the car where their bags were already packed and piled in the back. "Good thing I was already planning to get our tickets last-minute, because it means we can change plans at the drop of a hat and you, you glorious thing, have just dropped the hat."
Jack leaned over for another kiss as Gabriel slid into the driver's seat, heart fluttering at the new nickname. "I'm a glorious thing now?"
"Yes," he answered firmly. "Yes, you are. And we," he said between kisses, "are going to spend the next week in Dorado."
That was considerably...warmer...than Jack had been expecting. "I'll need a swimsuit."
"You'll also need a good tanning oil," Gabriel pointed out. "Luckily, you now have a husband who will be more than happy to assist with both."
"I would have settled for just having the husband, amorcito."
Gabriel kissed him again and put the car in drive. "I know, mi sol. But I'm going to spoil the fuck out of you, so shut up and enjoy it."
Jack leaned back in his seat, feeling like he'd never stop smiling again. "Yes, sir."