Iestyn was feeling butterflies in his belly as his father took his arm and lead him through the doors, and he felt certain that he couldn’t look up, he was too scared, everyone was there and Henry was waiting- but then at the last moment, he had to look, his gaze searching for Henry and finding him instantly, and he couldn’t help a nervous, loving, excited smile from breaking across his face. Henry looked so handsome up there, and his hair was flawless (thanks Addy) and the suit was just so sexy, making his body look fantastic.
He felt like he was floating up the aisle, only David’s hold on his arm keeping him from drifting away into the sky. “Hi,” he mouthed as they reached the top of the aisle.
David gripped Iestyn’s hands tightly for a moment, so he would remember how much he was loved, and then tore himself away and sat down in the front row next to Rhiannon and Patrick, surreptitiously tugging a hanky out of his pocket to dab at the edges of his eyes.