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After cocktail hour, Jensen took the mic from the deejay. "Okay, we're going to do something a little different for our first dance. Misha and I actually didn't pick out our song. We didn't really have a clue as to what song we should dance to, so we turned that job over to these guys." He gestured at the groomsmen.

"Now, that might've been a mistake, since I see some faces and it looks like they are trying their hardest not to laugh." He referenced Richard and Darius. At this, they actually did burst out laughing for a moment. "I'm actually kind of nervous now that they're laughing." Jensen admitted, letting it a small laugh of his own. "Gentlemen, care to tell us your song and why you chose it?"

They nodded, debating between themselves for a minute about who would go up and talk. Someone pushed Rob forward, and he grinned as he walked up to where Jensen was with the mic. He passed him the mic, walking back over to stand next to Misha.

"How's everyone doing?" Rob asked, looking out at the crowd of wedding guests. There were a few loud cheers from the people that were already drunk. He chuckled at this. "First, I just wanna say congratulations to Misha and Jensen." He smiled over at them before continuing.

"Anyway, I remember when we first met up to discuss the song, we were all confused as to why they would delegate to us the task to finding a song for them to do their first dance to. It's not a normal wedding tradition, since most people have an idea of a song they want to dance to.

"But they told us that they didn't really have anything in mind, so they decided to give us the task of finding their song to dance to. And I'm not even kidding when I say we literally spent hours trying to think up a song."

The crowd let out a small laugh at this. "Well, it wasn't until one night about two weeks ago when we finally came up with the song. All of us groomsmen were at a bar. And Jared, you're the one who told us this, so we gotta thank you." Rob looked back at Jared. With him being easily the tallest person there, he stood it from the crowd.

"Oh god, here it comes." Jensen murmured to Misha.

"Jared was so drunk he told us a little fact that none of us really even knew about. And you know what he told us? He said that Jensen and Misha really freaking love High School Musical." Rob told the crowd, who all started to laugh.

Jensen covered his face sheepishly. "I knew it was a bad idea to tell Jared!"

"Who knew it would come to bite us in the ass later?" Misha laughed along with everyone else.

Rob looked over them. He couldn't help but let out a small laugh, seeing Jensen cover his face. "Anyway, we decided to choose one of the songs from the third movie for them to dance to." He told everyone. He handed the microphone back to the deejay. Everyone stepped back a little bit, making some room on the dance floor for the two newlyweds.

The introductory first notes of the song started playing, and Jensen couldn't help but let out a laugh. Of course they had chosen this song.

Jensen offered his arm out to Misha a gentle smile resting on his lips.

Misha couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. He took his husband's hand, taking a deep breath as he was led out onto the dance floor.

The taller man pulled him closer, placing a hand on Misha's shoulder, and used his other hand to take his husband's hand in his to guide them.

The two of them started moving to the best of the music, staring lovingly into each other's eyes. As they danced, they hardly broke their gaze from each other. They weren't paying any attention to anyone in the crowd, not even noticing that Jared was 'secretly' recording them (he wasn't being very subtle about it, but the two newlyweds didn't seem to notice).

And before they realized it, the song was coming to an end. Everyone clapped around them, and the both of them finally broke their loving gaze, glancing around them at all of their friends and family clapping.

Jensen ducked his head and smiled, almost sheepishly. The deejay announced that it was time for the toasts, and for everyone to find their seats. Misha took his husband's hand in his, giving it a light squeeze before leading him up to the head table.

It was a somewhat frightening thought about what Jared and Darius could possibly say in their speeches.

Jensen didn't want to think about it too much.

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okay does anyone know how darius and misha met and became friends? and also for how long they've known each other? i know they have been friends for a while (like several years i think) but i'm not sure the exact length.