ʜᴜʀʀᴀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɴɢ! - ᴛᴡꜱᴛ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
Where someone is having their wedding day and the entire Night Raven College is invited, and you (or the boys/dads) catch the bouquet.
The clown who starts laughing his lungs out as soon as you catch the bouquet, before suddenly realizing... well, you caught it.
At this point, the entire dorm is roaring and howling even louder and when Ace tries to flee from the scene, someone - probably Cater or Trey, or both - tackles him and keeps him still for you to kiss his cheeks and slap the bouquet in his face, all of this while he screams and begs for mercy. Too late for this, but congratulations anyway!
Giggles and covers his face, as red as mature cherries, and gives in the chaos of his friends laughing and teasing him: he cannot fight them not even wanting to, and for this accepts to become, with you, the new protagonist of the whole College.
Later, when you two are alone and still chortling for the happening - and your arms refusing to let go of the bouquet -, Trey clears his throat and in the calm of the room, he actually proposes to you with a ring and your favorite sweet. He was already planning to do it, bouquet or not, but since you caught it, the opportunity was served to him on a silver plate.
Cater is streaming the entire bouquet toss on Magicam, and doesn't stop not even when it falls right on his face and the world around him bursts into exclamations and howls.
His face immediately lights up in excitement and looks around for you, to offer you the flowers (taking only one of them to keep in his pocket), not before kneeling at the ground and putting up a romantic act. For the rest of the day, he protects the bouquet from anyone who wants to touch it or comes too close, more dedicated than a guard dog. He could even bark if provoked.
The prince sees all the scene, from the moment the bouquet leaves the hands of the bride to when it lands in your hands, and from the first second he knows how it will end. So, when chaos explodes and everyone turns towards him, he's already gone to take another drink and not show you the half grin he doesn't manage to hide, no matter what he tries.
Then, when you reach him and push the bouquet into his arms, Leona has already regained his usual look and makes a face as soon as his eyes land on your smile, saying the happening doesn't change anything; still, when you are the one grinning and ask the bouquet back, he denies, keeping it for himself and baring his teeth if anyone wants to play trick and steal it.
Your hyena is busy plundering all the food left with none noticing, so he misses the scene of the bouquet smacked in your face; but the noise reaches him anyway and catches his attention, and then...
Then, next thing Ruggie knows you are running towards him waving your arms and laughing with the bouquet in one hand, and both of you end up rolling on the floor or the tables in each other's arms, you still shaking in laughs and him too astonished to react properly. His gaze flies from the food he tries to not ruin and the flowers pressed against his chest; then regains his usual self and chuckles, commenting on how funny it must have been for you... but don't fool yourself, he doesn't mean he will marry you anyway! And to underline it, he tries to bite the bouquet and eat the flowers, much to your (pretended) horror.
You both catch the bouquet at the same time, staring at each other in surprise before you burst into giggles and Jamil half smiles, his eyes still on you. In silence, because now words are unnecessary, the boy takes one of the flowers and puts it into your hair, adjusting the strands enough so it won't fall down; in exchange, you save him from the rising chaos by taking his hand and leading him somewhere quieter, where you don't have to be the center of suffocating attention and return to breathe.
Jamil adjusts the flower one last time, then kisses your temple softly and whispers right in your ear: "... Just for you to know, I won't invite any of them at our wedding, though" with a grin, eliciting another flow of laughs from you. "As if I didn't imagine it already, qamari*..."
*Qamari: "My moon" in Arabic.
