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Dream Come True

Summary:

Jean wasn’t given to crying, but he wasn't sure he would make it through this unforgettablee moment without crying, with how radiant you looked to his eyes.

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Jean wasn’t given to crying, but he felt like he had cried a lot more since you came into his life. Mostly tears of happiness.

And once again he found these tears threatening to fall, as he watched you walk down the aisle towards him.

A wedding ceremony was something Jean thought he had to give up for loving both you and Vincent.

A small sacrifice for everything he gained from and with you.

But you had sought a way. Someone willing to help you. And you had found it. Even if Jean didn’t like or trust him very much, and he wasn’t the only one. But he was in no position to be picky, and you and Vincent were so happy.

And there you were now, in this dream that had become true.

Your eyes met his, and you gave him a smile, also struggling with your own tears. You were always his radiant light, but your smile shone brighter than ever before at this moment.

Jean averted his gaze from you, stunned by such radiance, and his gaze fell on the other groom by his side.

Vincent looked equally stunned as he stared at you, almost as if he was frozen by it.

Everyone’s eyes were on you too, some who also looked about to cry - again in some cases.

Jean looked back at you, his eyes meeting yours again, and he had to close his eyes to still keep the tears back. You were beautiful in any form, but there was something dreamy about you today. A scene Jean wished he could immortalize somehow.

Not that he would ever forget this moment.

When you were at the foot of the stairs, both of them extended their hands to you, and you held them, taking a deep breath.

Pulling you right between them, both kissed the back of the hand they were holding, and when they looked up, the three if you shared a smile.

Vincent’s smile was as radiant as yours and, for the first time, Jean had no doubt he looked just as radiant to you.

You made him glow. And Jean was no longer afraid of being, not only under your light, but also of being a bright star himself.

You made him, not only long for the light, but turned him into light. Light he would always use to bring you happiness.

And you made him feel like he was forgiven. Like the monster that he was afraid of becoming no longer existed.

And maybe, this unusual relationship would indeed be blessed.

And the ceremony started. Jean unsure if he would make it to the end of it without crying, with how your radiant love filled his heart.