Preparations: Paxton & Davian
Davian tried to watch Paxton's hands move to tie the knot in his tie, but couldn't follow. He looked up at his brother instead, smirking a bit to himself. He was glad Paxton was there.
Several more items of clothes found their way onto the young groom and Davian kept checking himself out in the mirror, trying different poses and doubly making sure his tail was showing. It was the last bit of outer evidence to his lineage as a demon that he had left. He wanted it to show for the wedding. No more hiding. No more being ashamed.
"What'd you get us, then?" Davian wanted to know, tucking his painstakingly written vows into the pocket of his jacket.