When You're Broken On The Ground

Chapter 35

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Trigger Warnings: talk of moving houses (?)

Word Count: 1120

"Hey, sorry about not giving you an answer last night," Janus says to Emile and Remy.

"It's all good babes."

"Yeah it's fine!" Emile adds.

"Anyways, we'd love to do your wedding," Remus says. "I'll keep the shark tanks to a minimum."

"Thank you!" Emile squeals, hugging the two tightly.

~~~

"Hey Em, we need you and Remy to look over the theme, flower decorations, cake design, and cards so we can make changes and send out the okay," Janus says over the phone, writing up his case report at the counter while Remus makes his special curry. He'd been working on it since junior year of high school, and he's got it perfected by now.

"Already?" Emile asks from the over side of the phone, sounding surprised.

"Yep."

"I mean that's great to hear, but we thought it'd take you longer to deal with!"

"Emile, I have very flexible working hours, Remus can pick out details and patterns like no one else, and we both take no bullshit. We can do things a lot quicker and way more efficiently than any wedding planner may tell you."

"I see that now," Emile laughs. "Alright, send us the stuff and we'll talk it over tonight."

"Great. Do you want to send us any feedback or changes you want or do you want to talk it over in person?"

"Hmm, we'll have to see everything first, but we should be okay with just sending it back to you."

"Wonderful," Janus signs off on his report and smiles. "I'll send you everything we have right now."

"Great! Thank you two so much, we'd never make as much headway as you two have."

"Of course, it's our pleasure. Night Em."

"Night Jan."

~~~

"Hey, since we're engaged now, do you want to move in together?" Roman asks Virgil as they watch Nightmare Before Christmas.

"Who's house would we move into?" Virgil asks, setting down his popcorn.

"I don't know yet, we'd have to work together on that. I just thought that we should move in together considering we spend so much time together and are literally getting married in a year or two."

"Fair point. I don't know though, I like both our houses."

"Right?! I mean, mine has a giant movie room but yours has a sun room with a hot tub!"

"Hey, what if we just like, had two houses? Like, we just move between houses whenever we feel like it?"

"I like that, but then it gets to the whole commute thing and leaving stuff at one house. It'd be like having divorced parents but we move together."

"Ugh you're right," Virgil sighs, flopping back into his fiancé. "What if we made a list of what we like about each house, then just combined everything we like about it into one house that we have built."

"You are a genius mi armor!!"

"Well duh, I have the awards to prove it."

~~~

"Hey Lo, you ever thought about getting married?" Patton asks as he whisks the cake batter in the bowl. Logan's at the kitchen table, going over papers for work.

"Hmm? Oh, I guess I have thought a small amount about it."

"It's just, Emmy and Remy and Ro and Vee are getting married soon, and I guess it made me realize how much time has passed."

"That makes sense, nostalgia does seem to pop up more recently due to the dredging up of our past."

"I just... remember when we were in high school? When we finally got together?"

"You mean when we admitted our romantic feelings our senior year of high school after about four to five years of friendship, two years of which were spent having a crush on each other?"

"Yep!"

"Of course I remember, it was one of the most nerve racking and yet best times of my life."

"It feels like yesterday, and yet it's been so long too."

"It is incredible how we rose to modest fame and wealth so quickly, considering our relate youth compared to many famous people at our level."

"Yeah..." Patton pours out the batter into a tin and pops it into the oven, setting the timer before moving to join his boyfriend at the table. "I don't know, it just kinda reminded me that we've been through a lot together. And knowing that those four are getting married makes me remember how many years it's been."

Logan hums agreement, glancing up to press a kiss to his cheek before going back to his papers. "It is impressive how time can make the years feel both short and long at the same time."

~~~

"Neither of us have our outfits for the wedding!" Remy screams, slapping the table. "That's what we've been forgetting!"

"Neither of us have our outfits," Emile mutters to the table, face firmly planted to its surface. "Of course. One year and nine months of planning, and we forgot to get outfits. And the wedding is in three months."

"The most formal thing I own is from Roman's first movie red carpet. I highly doubt that's the right thing for a wedding."

"You weren't even wearing a tie," Emile groans.

"To be fair, you were wearing something close to what you normally wear anyway."

"How did we become doctors? That shouldn't have been able to happen. We're not formal enough for this."

"I have no idea hun."

They sit there, staring off into space, until it hits Emile. "What if we asked Roman?"

"No! No way! I am not asking the King of drama and most extra gay we know to help us with outfits!"

~~~

"I'd love to!" Roman gushes. "Of course it'll have to match the theme, and of course you're styles, and honestly you didn't give me as much time as I would have liked, however I think I can help you two choose the right stuff." He whips out his phone. "So if you could forward me the theme, what the place will look like, how you plan to have everything arranged, and your thoughts on what you want to wear, I'll get a list together of what we should look for. I know a lot of people I can contact, we just have to have the style down."

Emile blinks as Remy groans.

"What? Too overwhelming?" Roman asks, looking up from his phone. He sighs. "Just send me everything you have for the theme, what the place will look like for the wedding, and what you want to have in your outfits. I'll call you up when I need you."