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Father Daughter Dance at the Wedding Reception.

Summary:

Final preparations, walking down the aisle, and a father daughter dance with your father (Price) during your big day.

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

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It was your perfect day, the day you were getting married to no other than your long term partner who you adored deeply but that wasn’t the current focus. You were sitting at the bridal suite finishing the final touches when your father John Price entered the bridal suite holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. When Price saw you already in your full look, the stunning wedding dress he helped you pick months ago the one that hugged your body in all the good ways with the ideal weight that moved in elegance with every move, the perfect makeup that made your already perfect features show up even more, and the perfectly crafted hairstyle that tied the entire look together he gasped and dropped the flower composition to the floor. Tears were already threatening their escape from your fathers eyes as he took a few steps closer. “You look… You look perfect, kiddo…” He went in for a tight hug that still ensured nothing would be ruined for the ceremony.

When the makeup artist finished with the last bits and set everything in place you stood up and fixed your old mans tie before intertwining your arm with his as you practiced the walk for the last time. Price was grinning ear to ear walking around the room with you, tears actually falling down now, if he was this emotional how would he act during the actual ceremony? Each step coming with ease after months of practice, when you suggested he walks you down the aisle when delivering the wedding invitation both of you were a mess of emotions, the protective side of him screamed internally that he shouldn’t let you go but another side of him was very happy seeing his little girl all grown up now, getting married soon. On your tour around the room John picked up the flowers from the floor and handed them to you.

A while later you were actually standing at the entrance waiting for your moment, your fathers hand squeezing yours with a look of reassurance, you couldn’t read his mind but if you could he was probably thinking something along the lines of ‘Don’t worry, everything will be fine, I’m here for you, baby.’ The music you picked for this moment playing from inside the place as your bridesmaids pushed the door open, you and Price walking down the aisle towards your partner who looked stunning in what they were wearing, their attire which you were seeing for the first time ever as you decided to keep it a surprise and not see each other at all today due to not wanting to bring bad luck and a few other things neither of you cared about. Each step perfectly calculated as you came closer and closer to your soon to be spouse. When you reached your destination John gently pulled your veil up and gave you a tender kiss on the forehead like he usually did, placing your hand in your partners and blessing the marriage before heading to the front row with tears in his eyes. Who knew the very hardened stoic man like Price would cry during his daughters wedding?

During the wedding reception the first thing that happened after appetizers was taking pictures, with you having a million pictures done of yourself with your parents. Right after the actual dinner everyone gave toasts, obviously your father had to go into a very long monologue about how much he loves you, what you mean to him, and how proud he is of you for coming this far to while your eyes threatened to wipe the mascara off your eyes completely. After the first dance your spouse handed you over to Price and an old Frank Sinatra song started playing through the speakers. You moved slowly and gracefully swaying from side to side, the wedding dress flowing exactly as planned, Your hands placed on your fathers shoulders while he held your back gently and lovingly. He poured all of his love and affection into making sure that dance was memorable for you forever while you enjoyed yourself dancing with him not wanting this moment to end. But all good things must come to an end and when the song finished Price started to plant a million kisses on your face before very reluctantly letting go of you.

The wedding reception continued as it should, with everyone partying and celebrating your most important day.

Notes:

Thank you for sticking until the end! At first I planned for the spouse to be no other than Johnny MacTavish himself which in the end I decided to make them an unnamed gender neutral character, but with that I actually do plan on writing a wedding story with Soap in the near future focusing on the romance part compared to this one which focuses on the parental aspects of the wedding with Price.

Repost from my tumblr account (soundslikeegg) originally posted on 17th May 2026.