I choose you [#Wattys2019]

I can't take my eyes out of you

-My Tom!-said Chris throwing himself into the arms of the appointed and he received it with a smile and that act took a shout to the four spectators of the scene
-Are you being forced to do things you don't want to do, Chris?-Thomas asked around his waist
-Yes-
-Christopher Hemsworth-someone shouted
-What!-he shout angrily-Why are you all here? Leave me alone with my Tom!-
-We can't ! He have to go and you must get ready for the stripper!-said someone else
-You want to see a stripper?-Tom said in a seductive way, making his boyfriend's body tremble under his breath
-No. I want my Tom. Do you know that I'm going to marry you? I'm going to marry Thomas William Hiddleston!-
-And I'm going to marry the most handsome man in history-said the brunette, even though he listened to the complaints of his friends because of their closeness
-You can't marry Benedict!-Chris said sadly-Why do you want to marry Benedict?-
-I talked about you,silly-he said making his fiance's smile light up-Benedict isn't even that handsome, people overestimate his beauty because you already know...-
-It has bad taste-before that the man let out an indignant snort
-Blond is your stripper's moment-scream Robert fed up with all the show he was enduring, besides he didn't have bad taste his beloved boyfriend had the the most perfect cheekbones in the world
-Oh no, there will be no stripper-said the man with beautiful blue eyes and his fiance nodded fervently-and if Chris wants a stripper he will have the best...-

He walks inside the suit dragging his boyfriend behind from him, he entered one of the rooms and closed the door with insurance and took off his coat by putting it on the doorknob to prevent anyone from thinking through it. Everyone had been stunned at his words but when they reacted they rushed to the door loudly and shouting about their conditions to get married. The British ignored them and sat the blonde in the chair, went to the audio system and lit the song I can't take my eyes out of you flooding the room. Thomas gave a look and a sensual smile to his fiancé, who had his eyes fixed on him. Tom ran his hands down his neck slowly down his chest and belly, while Christopher's eyes followed his movements without losing detail. Thin fingers began to unbutton his black shirt that slid slowly down his shoulders until he fell to the ground. Chris let out a strangled sigh. The chestnut didn't feel uncomfortable doing a sensual dance to his future husband, he knew that Chris loved him and would never think bad of him for being undressed to the music and moving suggestively, to be in his underwear and his theory was only proven when he saw how the blond had his hand to the bulge that he believed in his pants and caressed. Fuck! Perhaps there was something more sexy than watching his fiancé touch himself when he saw him. That was enough incentive to start moving towards him with the seductive grace of a feline, to sit on his lap, the warm hands put on his sides and caressed him gently sending chills and put his hands around his neck and bent to kiss him. When the door fell to the ground and both turned to see the cause of that, who was Mark smiling in a cursed way who shot them tranquilizers to the neck, leaving both men knocked out almost instantly.

-That's my revenge for the time I fell face of the plane-
-Will they remember what happened?-asked Robert relieved to see that they intervened on time
-I don't believe and in any thing we gave our brother a cigarette marijuana he thought it was a hallucination-
-I hoped that Chris doesn't remember this or he is going to kill us all-said Liam
-Well, I help you with your brother-said Mark wrapping Thomas in a sheet to be able to return him to the house of the Hiddlestons
-Thank you Mark-said Sara going out together with her younger sister
-I can't believe that they gave Maria to her brother-said Benedict surrounding Robert from behind
-What good we left Tom with Mrs. Leonie-said this relieved turning his head a little to kiss his boyfriend
-Please tell me someone recorded all the stupid things that Tom and Chris said-said Tessa
-Of course you thought I wouldn't have material to make fun of my brother-

Thomas looked at himself in the mirror, wore a perfectly tailored white suit, a perfectly pressed shirt, and his trembling hands couldn't make the knot of the gray tie he wore in his hands.

-Tommy, let me help you with that-said his mother, removing his tie and placing it on him

His mother wore a dark green dress with golden accessories and heels of the same color, her black hair was short and adorned with some brooches with emeralds, gifts of Christopher.

-You look very handsome-
-I'm afraid-he confess
-If you don't want to get married your father brings the car and we can run away-she assure him with a tender smile
-It's not that mom...what happens if I faint from nerves or stumble when walking?-
-That isn't going to happen dear nor Chris nor I will allow it-
-Thank you-

At that moment the door opened showing Benedict who wore an elegant black suit with a green tie.

-Ready?-

He took one last look in the mirror, his hair was well combed, the suit was smooth and clean, the belt, the laces and the closure well tied and closed.

-Let's go to my wedding-said taking the big bouquet of pastel pink roses

He left the house of his parents finding that the only car that was missing was the black limousine perfectly washed and waxed with white bows adorned the chest, the trunk and the doors, his friend opened the door and both entered in the wide rear and this entered the driver's seat. As he watched the scene pass by, he squeezed his bouquet tightly, just hoping that nothing bad happened on the way from his house to the Abbey. When the dark brown curly man came down to open the door, he first helped his mother down and then him. The Westminster Abbey looked completely different to begin with there wasn't a single tourist the gate was completely decorated with pink roses.

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Dear readers this is the second chapter of the day