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Fix Him	By : Strailo Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 10082 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Fix Him
Fandom: Avengers
Chapter: 51
Characters: Avengers
Word count: 1,448
AN: You guys are so lucky I'm willing to post tonight. So frickin' tired. I'm doing a book fair type thing for a friend so I'm busybusybusy. Especially tonight. *yawns cutely*
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Tugging at his tie, Phil cleared his throat as Tony slapped him on the back, smiling brightly. “Come on, Coulson, it’s your wedding day. You have to relax, my man,” he chuckled, the handler groaning softly and running a hand through his hair.
“I know that but I’m still…it’s new, that’s all,” Phil said in return, shaking his head with a sigh. “I don’t know what I’m going to do, I really don’t. I feel like I’m going to be sick.”
Tony chuckled and moved to the small bar that sat in against one wall in the bedroom. He had put it there, stocking it with soda’s and water for them while they got ready, Clint and Bruce getting ready in another room while Thor, Loki, who had come as his date surprisingly, Natasha, Pepper and everyone else that was there got ready in their own rooms. At least those who were staying at the Coulson family home. Everyone else would be arriving soon to watch the wedding and enjoy the following reception.
Pouring some lemon-lime soda into a glass with a few ice cubes, the genius handed over the glass, watching Phil pace back and forth, sipping at his drink. “It’s going to be fine, Phil. I have no doubt that it will be. Even with Sparky’s brother here, it will be fine.”
“Loki has already proven to us that he will behave,” Phil sighed, remembering how they had stared at a visibly younger Loki who looked rather shy. They had been told something had happened to make his magic turn on him and cleanse his body and memories of all that had happened in the last fifty years. He was much younger then he had originally been when he had attacked them and much sweeter.
More like the young male that Thor’s and Loki’s mother remembered with a fondness that only a mother could feel. Maria had taken one look at him and proceeded to adopt him, dragging him into the kitchen to teach like the rest of the family knew how to.
Chuckling softly, Phil finished his soda with a sigh and put it down. “He’s a good guy and I know that Clint was feeling weird around him but apparently getting drunk together and trading stories about dealing with the stupider people of each of our worlds helped them get past it,” he said, Tony groaning as he remembered that particular day after.
“I swear I would have thought that they were twins with how well they glared in tandem,” he snorted, shaking his head as he pulled on his own tie, smoothing it down and admiring the light blue against the dove gray color of his suit. Looking at Phil, he had to smile, admitting that the dark shade of the same color worked for both Phil and for Clint’s coloring.
Where as he and Bruce had lighter shades, Phil and Clint had gone with darker shades of the dove gray tuxedos and just slightly off white shirts instead of pristine; the dark blue ties adding just enough of a splash of color to really look good.
Rolling his shoulders, Tony groaned as a tap came from the door and Natasha stuck her head in. “Come on, you two, time to get going,” she teased, smiling and pulling back from the room, closing the door behind her.
“I guess that’s our cue,” Phil said, smoothing down his jacket before smiling at the man he called friend. “Let’s get this done.”
“Indeed my friend,” Tony chuckled, patting his shoulder and leading the way to where Clint stood on one side of the walk way that lead to the altar. Everyone was standing, smiling and watching them as Bruce and Tony took up their places at the altar while flower girls, nieces to Phil, walked down before the two men, dropping bloody red petals onto the ground. The wedding ceremony went well, everyone thinking it had been beautiful, even Loki smiling at the love that radiated off of the two men.
After the wedding, everyone headed to the backyard where the reception was set up under a very large tent with heaters making sure that everyone was comfortable. They had experienced an unexpected cold snap that made it hard for them to enjoy the reception without the heaters. The DJ was set up and playing music already, mixing it with slower songs, metal, some odd metal fusions and a few other artists that everyone could enjoy, the food set up in a corner and the tables scattered around.
The decorations were simple and beautiful. The tables were covered in dark blue short and white flowers sat in small glass vases, carefully arranged to allow line of sight to be undisturbed. Everyone knew where to sit and who to sit next to due to the small cards with names sitting before each place setting and they had to admire the way the food tables were set up, allowing them to get through the lines to get their dinners quickly. There was a drink bar that served basic drinks and various other non-alcoholic drinks for those that didn’t want beer or something like that. A dance floor was set up near the DJ booth and speakers but it wasn’t loud enough to blast anyone’s ears.
Smiling, Phil and Clint walked in, fingers laced together. Their guests stood when they saw them and clapped loudly, the two men feeling a little sheepish at the fact that they were the focus of attention. They were agents, they were supposed to be in the shadows.
“I want everyone to welcome Mr. and Mr. Barton-Coulson,” Tony introduced, clapping his hands as he held the microphone. “As you have noticed, we have a buffet that was created by the every so lovely Maria Coulson. Thank you, dear. Alex, you’re lucky you got her first, otherwise I would have stolen her away long ago,” he teased Phil’s father, getting a huff and a smirk from the man that looked a lot like Phil but older. Much older.
Phil groaned and shook his head, leading his lover to the dance floor. “We have first dance, Stark. Get lost. Go drown yourself in chocolate covered fruit,” he said, voice teasing as Tony laughed and nodded his head. Once Tony had put the microphone up, he walked off of the dance floor, leaving the two men to dance the first dance. The song that had been chosen was beautiful and simple but it worked for their relationship and marriage, Phil smiling as they pressed close to each other, just swaying together.
“Love you,” Clint breathed, brushing their noses together. Phil chuckled lowly and pressed a kiss to his lips, their eyes staying locked together.
“I love you to, my wonderful archer,” Phil hummed, brushing their lips together once more before pulling apart to dip his lover, making everyone watch laugh. Once the dance had finished, they headed to their own table, sitting and laughing lightly as Tony put a bottle of beer before each of them.
“Congratulations you two,” he said, sitting down with a smile, waving his own bottle of beer at the two men.
Clint chuckled and picked up his beer bottle, waving it at him in return. “Thanks. And thank you. For you know, paying for everything,” he said, Tony trying to look innocent.
“I have no idea what you mean,” Tony tried to say, wanting to pull off innocent but not quite doing so.
“Don’t bull shit us, Tony. We noticed that the wedding account hasn’t been touched but has instead grown,” Phil stated, reaching over and smacking his shoulder. “So take the thanks. And tell us what we’re supposed to do with nearly eighty grand.”
“Enjoy your two week honeymoon, take lots of pictures and relax before coming back to deal with this band of rowdiness,” Tony stated, sliding over an envelope before standing up. Trading looks, the two men opened the envelope and found a key to Tony’s home in the Bahama’s and first class tickets on their favorite airline.
Nearby Bruce leant over and kissed his lover slowly, happy that he had done such a sweet thing while Loki stared into a glass of champagne that had a strawberry floating in it. He smiled when Thor threw an arm around his shoulders and pulled him close, the two brothers falling into conversation while the rest of the reception went on.
Phil and Clint slipped off to catch their flight soon after they opened presents and extracted a promise from Tony that he would take care of them.
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