ofcalek:
@ofhal
The ceremony was beautiful— As expected. Hal had been waiting for this day for years. But Alek had been waiting for this day for his entire life. The only thing more exciting than his own wedding day was his best friend’s. His brother had been the most important person in his life from the time they were toddlers. If Alek’s personality could be split into parts, it would be one part music, one part romance and one part Hal’s best friend. That’s just how it was; how it’d always been. Everyone in the family joked about it. How Alek would be the first one to cry at Hal’s wedding. They were right, of course. But in his defense, he wasn’t just watching his brother’s wedding. He was watching his best friend’s wedding as well. Two people he cared for more than life were vowing to spend their lives together. It was beautiful. It was perfect. It was better than he’d ever hoped.
By the time the ceremony ended, Alek was already stressing out about his speech. This was his moment. In every romance movie, there’s always the best friend who makes the funny yet emotional speech. But Alek didn’t exactly consider himself funny. He was a softie, a mush of emotions. He couldn’t joke about Gen or Hal because in his mind— They were perfect. This speech was something he’d been writing since he was eleven. Yet, even now, even ten minutes before the big moment, he found himself re-writing it in one of the dressing rooms. “My best friend– My brother. My… Hey guys. Did you know- Uhm. Sup dudes, does anyone– No.” He mumbled the intros under his breath up until he heard the door squeak. His eyes widened, hoping to god it wasn’t time. Thankfully, his prayers were answered when Hal walked in. “Dude! What are you doing in here? Where’s Gen?”
with all the minutes there are in a day, hal firmly believes that it should be a lot easier to get five of them to himself. just five. he doesn’t feel like it’s asking for too much, but there’s always an espn reporter, or his coach, or his teammates, or his brothers. there’s always something that absolutely cannot wait for five minutes. just five. he doesn’t mind as much on his wedding day, perhaps because he wants to spend every single moment of it with gen. he hasn’t been able to take his eyes off of her since he saw her walking down the aisle, and everyone else in attendance ( so, basically, everyone they know ) seemed to be similarly captivated by her. genesis had designed a wedding where she was the star, and hal didn’t mind it one bit. as long as she was happy, and it looked like she was when he last saw her entertaining a huge group of their guests who were all complimenting her ( second ) dress and her makeup and her hair and the decorations. hal tiptoed out of the reception hall without being noticed or flagged down by a single attendee. he swapped out his glass of champagne for whiskey ( not his first choice, but the open bar unsurprisingly didn’t have his favorite canadian imported beer ) and wandered around the castle until he found the room where hal and his groomsmen had gotten dressed for the ceremony. “dude,” hal brightened as he nudged open the door and saw his brother with a pen and paper in hand. “gen is...getting a ton of attention.” he was still smiling as he said it, glad that she was getting all of her recognition and compliments and gushing. “so i’m having a drink and chilling out for a few minutes.” hal let out a sigh as he flopped onto one of the chairs in the room and tugged at his tie to loosen it a bit ( but not so much that it wouldn’t be a quick fix when he needed to return to the reception and get photographed again ). “what’s up?” he wondered, glancing over at alek with a lifted brow. it was the first chance he had gotten to have an actual conversation with his best man all day.
