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The second-best day of Eve’s life was the day of her best friends’ wedding. After almost three years of mutual pining and two years of happy couple-dom, Lucifer had finally grown a pair and asked his Detective to marry him. The wedding was small, only their little group of friends, Chloe’s mom, and some of Chloe’s old friends from the police academy, who seemed a little harrowed by the detective’s more… interesting friends and new husband who was dashingly handsome and also claimed to be the devil; a few demons turned up as well, but they only came to bow and pay respects to their new queen.
The ceremony was gorgeous, and it moved everyone to tears. Even Maze’s eyes looked a little watery, and Eve squeezed her hand and rested her head on her shoulder as they watched Lucifer say his vows. The devil was unexpectedly sappy, throwing around anecdotes about how he had loved Chloe from almost the moment he met her, and Chloe was half-laughing, half-crying as she looked up at him.
Then rings were exchanged, ‘I do’s were said, they kissed, and the church erupted in cheers.
(And howls and shrieks, from the demons.)
(It was the same church that Chloe had met Father Kinley in, by the way. Lucifer insisted it would be a beautiful full-circle moment, to finally marry him in the same place she was manipulated into betraying him. He was right.)
There was a building next door for the reception that everyone crowded into. Eve didn’t remember much of it, except for giving a toast that was quite hilarious, if she did say so herself, some really good tacos, and being tangled up with Maze in the corner as they watched Chloe and Lucifer have their first dance as Mr. and Mrs. Morningstar, or whatever they were going to call themselves, and shared a slice of wedding cake.
“Aw, they’re so cute,” said Eve around a mouthful of devil’s food. A smear of red frosting decorated her chin.
“We’re totally cuter, though,” Maze said, the corner of her mouth quirking up as she looked down at Eve. Her eyes softened, but Eve couldn’t quite read why, so she decided to just leave it alone; she trusted that Maze would tell her when she wanted to. Eve held out her fist for a bump and Maze leaned down and kissed it, sending them both into a fit of quiet laughter.
Soon, the festivities wound down, and the guests escorted Chloe and Lucifer out to the front of the church for the bouquet toss, pictures, and to send them off to their honeymoon (Eve had helped Chloe, Ella, Maze, and Linda plan it- Chloe and Lucifer were staying in Vegas for a week and then flying out to the Maldives for another week. It was short so Chloe wouldn’t be gone from work or Trixie for too long, but long enough for the couple to kick back and have fun).
The ladies crowded behind Chloe, jockeying for position, and she wound up to throw the bouquet. But then something strange happened: she turned around, made her way through the group, and presented the flowers to Eve.
“What-?” started Eve, not fully processing what was going on, when a gasp rippled through the crowd. “What is it?” And when she whirled around, there was Maze, down on one knee, smiling her trademark half-grin, with a ring box perched on her palm. Eve clapped both of her hands over her face, smiling so hard that she was certain the muscles in her cheeks would be irreparably damaged.
Maze opened her mouth, probably to say something dumb and grumpy but somehow totally sentimental, but before she could get a single word out, Eve cried “YES!” and bowled her over to the sound of tremendous cheering from the rest of the wedding attendees. Eve fell on top of her and pulled her into a kiss, Ella snatching the ring box from midair as Maze laughed, and people surrounded them and congratulated them. Someone was pulling them to their feet, and they were engulfed in a hug by Chloe; then Ella joined, then Linda, then Amenadiel dragging Lucifer along, and then the rest of the wedding crowded around them in a giant group hug. Eve was laughing and sobbing, feeling the familiar arms of her girlfriend (now fiancée!) wrap around her and hold her in that moment, in the midst of the celebration, made her heart feel so full it could burst. She hadn’t been this happy in…. wow. Ever. She tucked her head into Maze’s chest and smiled as Ella handed Maze the ring box, and Maze slipped the ring gently onto her finger.
Pictures commenced from there. Several of Chloe and Lucifer first, then them with the rest of the wedding party, then couples shots where Maze and Eve, Chloe and Lucifer, and Linda and Amenadiel pretended to take awkward prom photos. A close up shot of Chloe and Lucifer kissing with Maze pretending to barf in the background. Dan dancing with Lucifer booing behind him. Ella and Eve squishing Chloe between them in a big hug sandwich. Trixie on Eve’s shoulders, who in turn was on Maze’s shoulders. A close up shot of Eve holding up her ring hand. Ella making Linda do a peace sign. Trixie and Charlie throwing petals and laughing. Ella showing Eve and Lucifer how to dab with Linda and Chloe watching in horror. Lucifer with his tongue out, doing the rock on sign, Chloe sprawled glamorously on the ground in front of him posing with her hand on her hip and her leg in the air. Dan, Chloe, and Lucifer with their heads stacked on top of one another, grinning cheesily. Amenadiel in the midst of mouthing help me as Linda tucked a flower behind his ear. The whole group making various disgusted/mid-laugh faces, since Ella had made an awful pun milliseconds before the picture was taken.
Eve honestly didn’t remember most of it, but when she looked at the wedding album later, there was a look of dreamy bliss and a smile as wide as the Golden Coast on her face in all the pictures.
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