Who: Thomas Taylor, Kylie Kensington, the wedding party, & open to all Agency employees/fellow Supes/anyone who would have been invited! Subthread style! What: Superhero weddings are the best weddings Where: Central Park & then an indoor venue in NYC When: Saturday afternoon/evening, October 21st 2017 Warnings: None probably, it’s a wedding and this isn’t Game of Thrones
In some ways it was still hard to believe that they were actually here. After everything they’d been through, together and apart, they’d made it here to this moment. In a room surrounded by their friends and family, watching them make this commitment to each other. WIth anybody else, it would have felt cliche as hell, but with Kylie, everything had always felt right. This felt right. That would probably sound pretty cliche to anyone else too, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that they’d made it, and that had never felt more clear than it had the night before. After the bridal and groom’s parties went their separate ways for what Thomas and Kylie both thought was the rest of the night, their best man and maid of honor surprised them with a joint bachelor/bachelorette party with everyone at the end of the night, so Thomas and Kylie could spend their last night before the wedding together. It couldn’t have been more perfect.
The wedding itself was beautiful, everything decorated in an array of light blue and silver colors, from the varying shades of the bridesmaids dresses and their bouquets, right down to the sweet touch of little blue flowers in the groomsmen’s boutonnieres. Since it was an outdoor wedding, there was a silver canopy hanging over the guests chairs, each row connected by blue and silver ribbons tied off in loose bows, but the weather was sunny and perfect. The flower girls (cousins of Kylie’s) threw blue rose petals on the ground as they walked down the aisle, followed by the procession of groomsmen and bridesmaids while Thomas waited nervously up at the altar. Elliot and Wes went first, then Mitch and Scarlett, with Frankie and Joey bringing up the rear (and Thomas was momentarily relieved to see that Frankie hadn’t killed his friend yet) until, finally, he saw Kylie. The most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, and that was especially true today.
Elliot had been key in helping Kylie to pick out the dress she was wearing that day. It was nothing elaborate, which was exactly how she had wanted it. Something she could walk in as her father walked with her down the aisle where Thomas waited for her, still able to make her heart flutter with excitement and nerves with a single look. She could see her sister, beautiful and regal, her rock throughout her whole life. Scarlett, with her gentle smile and that aura of serenity about her despite the power that burned within her. Frankie who was gorgeous despite the fact that she looked like she couldn’t wait to be done and back in pants. Wes, Mitch, Joey… Thomas was flanked by the people closest to them, but he was still the one her gaze was drawn to. It only shifted when they reached him and she turned to embrace her father in a tight hug, trying not to focus on the emotional tears in his eyes in fear that it would cause her to start crying as well.
Looking around at everyone who was there that day, it was maybe a little hard not to think about all the people that weren’t. Kylie’s mother and older brother, Thomas’s parents, countless friends of theirs who they’d lost over the years. But there were still a lot of people who were there, and some of the ones that mattered to them most. Thomas may have lost his parents, but he still had his aunt and uncle. It was thanks to them that he’d had something other than a sad childhood. Wes, who was standing up as his best man and one of his best friends. Joey, his best and oldest friend and now standing up there with him. Never in a million years would Thomas have thought that he’d ever see Joey again, let alone actually be able to be here for his wedding. Mitch, his other groomsmen, friend and team leader, one of the people Thomas looked up to and admired the most. He knew how lucky he was to have these people.
The ceremony was short and simple, because that’s who Thomas and Kylie were. Some passages were read aloud by family and members of the wedding party. Elliot recited a poem, vows were exchanged. Thomas told Kylie about how he’d felt the first time he’d ever met her, when they first started talking on the boards. Like his life was about to be changed. How his life kept changing, every time they saw each other, and only in the best of ways. How the first night they took on a bunch of bad guys together and she’d kissed him for the first time, Thomas knew he never wanted to kiss anyone else for the rest of his life. That no matter where Kylie went, he would go too. Kylie told Thomas about how he made her laugh when she felt like crying. How she’d never felt like the world fit right until she’d met him. How he made her feel safe, and whole. How he was her favorite adventure, and that she never wanted to stop having them with him. If there had been any before, there was certainly no doubt now that Thomas and Kylie only had eyes for each other.
After the vows were done and the rings exchanged, identical silver bands for each of them along with Kylie’s engagement ring, Thomas and Kylie shared their first kiss as husband and wife, one that went just a little bit too long until some people started laughing and Thomas broke away with a grin. And that was it. The wedding over, Thomas and Kylie were officially hitched, and now? It was time to party. The reception was at an indoor venue since the party would be going well into the night. The reception itself was buffet style for convenience, with a DJ and a huge dance floor, tables for guests off to the side with Thomas and Kylie’s in the center, and a separate table for the wedding cake with Thomas and Kylie’s first initials on top. They fed each other cake, there were wedding toasts and Kylie threw her bouquet (Frankie caught it, but no one was stupid enough to make fun of her for it), and the evening dissolved into a night of food, laughter, and too much champagne accompanied by some accidental powers misfirings, but that was to be expected from a superhero wedding.