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“I am not the kind of boi who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion”
Sitting in the car, I fumbled with my tie. If I was going to do this I had to make sure to blend in. It’s not everyday you crash a wedding, especially not one of the guy you dated in since high school. And, not to mention both of your feelings still being active.
“Okay Cal, you can do this,” I said to myself, calming down not even a little bit.
“But you are not the type of boy who should be marrying that girl”
“Of course he had to marry her,” I continued talking to myself. I turned slightly to see a familiar face staring into my car. I rolled down the window. “Hey, Todor-”
“What the hell are you doing here, Cal?” Shoto asked, half accusingly, half impressed. “You know bridezilla doesn’t want you here.”
“Can’t I come see my best friend’s wedding? Just some innocent support,” I answered. Maybe I was still trying to convince myself not to do anything crazy.
“Are you sure you can stomach seeing this? I know it’s going to be hard for me, I can’t even imagine what this is doing to you.”
“Maybe him seeing me here will give some hope she doesn’t have complete control.”
We took a moment of silence. Ever since he proposed, she changed. Demeaning him constantly, controlling who he can see and when, not even to mention the nail marks he always tried to hide.
“I sneak in and see our friends, and her snotty little family all dressed in pastels. And she is yelling at a bridesmaid somewhere back inside a room wearing a gown shaped like a pastry.”
Walking in, I quickly turned to run to the side with all our friends. I avoided the bride’s half of the room. They all looked oddly similar in their outfits. I wondered if she set up a dress code for them. I spotted Izuku in the corner looking nervous as always.
“Hey Deku,” I greeted him from behind. He jumped and I laughed, the mood lightened for a brief moment. “I’m noticing a very different vibe from this side of the room.”
“Yeah, it’s a sad day for Kacchan and I don’t think he even realizes it,” he said, glancing around the packed church. I almost wished that was true, it would’ve been so much easier if I hadn’t seen the hurt in his eyes firsthand.
We both turned at the sound of the witch screaming at what we could only assume was one of her innocent bridesmaids. Then, the familiar tears of one reddish-brown haired friend of ours.
“Shit, Ochako is back there. What’s she doing back with that bitch?” I was worried about her.
“She’s one of the bridesmaids, the groom’s request obviously. I don’t know how he convinced her, she’s super jealous of their friendship.”
“Like anything would come from that.” We shared a knowing smile. Our friend’s aromanticism well known in our group. I saw Katsuki move to the front of the room at the altar, I waved and a shocked look spread across his face.
“I lose myself in a daydream, where I stand and say…”
Looking at him, my mind started to wander. I pictured myself standing up, speaking out at the pastor’s cue. “Don’t say yes” was all I could think.
“Fond gestures are exchanged and the organ starts to play a song that sounds like a death march. And I am hiding in the curtains. It seems that I was uninvited by your lovely bride-to-be”
I quickly hid behind a curtain in the back of the room. First, the bridesmaids and one groomsman came down the aisle. He had more, but they all pissed her off one way or another. Kirishima was the only one allowed to stay. I guess she deemed him the least threatening to her scheme. I heard the music start to play, the traditional wedding music sounded so daunting. The horror of what was to come. I remembered the phone call, Katsuki crying into the phone while she yelled in the background. She made him call and tell me to not come.
“She floats down the aisle like a pageant queen. But I know you wish it was me, you wish it was me. Don’t you”
There she was. A horror in white. Every step was calculated, you could sense pageantry dripping from her. I looked at Katsuki, where the average groom would be crying out of joy, I could see the fear in his eyes. I was almost the one crying. It hurt so much to see him like that. I noticed him glancing at me. I wasn’t sure if he could see me or just the lump in the curtain.
“... Don’t wait or say a single vow. You need to hear me out…”
I didn’t know what to do. I could just stay hidden and let him get out of it on his own. But if I did that, there’s no guarantee he would escape. Or, I say something, and risk being laughed at and kicked out without actually helping.
“I hear the preacher say, "Speak now or forever hold your peace." There’s the silence, there’s my last chance.”
“If anyone can show just cause why this couple-” The preacher begins speaking and I zone out in fear. It’s my last chance to do anything. Last chance to save him from an abusive monster. “Let them speak now or forever hold their peace.”
“I stand up with shaky hands, all eyes on me. Horrified looks from everyone in the room, but I’m only looking at you.”
I couldn’t stop myself from moving. I moved out from behind the curtain and raised my hand, “I object,” I stated, shaking in my spot. Everyone turned to look at me but I couldn’t stop staring at Katsuki. He looked terrified and relieved.
“I am not the kind of boi who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion. But you are not the type of boy who should be marrying that girl”
“I cannot, in good conscience, let this continue,” I said. Then I turned my attention to Katsuki. “Don’t say yes, run away now. I’ll meet you when you’re out of the church. At the back door. Don’t wait or say a single vow. You need to hear me out.”
I quickly turned and ran out the door, not waiting for a response. I was too terrified that I had actually done it. There was one thing left to do. I went to the back door of the church and waited.
“And you say, "Let’s run away now, I’ll meet you when I’m out of my tux at the back door. Baby, I didn’t say my vows”
I waited for ten minutes and was ready to give up when I saw a familiar blond run outside. I was shocked to see him.
“I didn’t do it, I couldn’t do it,” he said, grabbing onto me. “Thank you so much. I needed an excuse. I needed to know you cared. Well, I knew you cared, deep down I knew it. She just-”
I cut him off with a kiss. It was the most meaningful kiss we’d ever had.
“You’re safe now”
“So glad you were around when they said speak now.”