Marry the Night Gen, 1k Buckley Siblings Week Day Three: “Oh, you think you’re so funny, don’t you?“ “I think I’m hilarious.” and/or a story that takes place in the future.
Buck's watching Eddie and Christopher swaying together on the dancefloor. He knows that he's got a grin so full of sweetness at the scene that his friends are most likely preparing to see a dentist tomorrow because of it but he can't stop and he doesn't care.
He never thought that this was an attainable dream for himself.
Someone who loves him enough to choose to stay with him, a kid who is now his in every sense of the word, and being surrounded by a family that wants him.
They say weddings make everyone cry. Well, Buck's definitely been shedding the waterworks since before the vows got exchanged. He can feel them gearing up to go again now.
"The whole point of the reception is for you to be out there with them."
Buck's quick to use his napkin to dry his eyes. Maddie takes the chair next to him and passes him an evergrowing Jee to coo at. "Just wanted a minute to myself."
Maddie's smile is soft but her eyes make it clear she sees through him. "That'd be understandable if it hadn't been three songs already."
"If you want to catch the bouquet so badly, Maddie, you can just say so."
(continue on ao3)
