#marshall wolfe

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30 weeks + 5 Days with the triplets... Matty is slightly miserable and feeling more and more whale-like every day.

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Maka & Kaiko tied the knot with some family members & Matty & Marshall as their witnesses

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“Today we are here for the union of my most beloved and only son, Matt, and the man who stole his heart, Marshall…But all of you already knew that.”

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“I’ve been told that the boys have written their own vows...mainly because Matt has been stressing over his for weeks, but anyways, now is the time for them to read them...Matt...”

“ ʻOʻoe Nō koʻu naau,” Matthew began, grinning at the confused expression resting on Marshall’s face, “I know you don't know what that means...it means, you are my heart. I figured that out when I first started writing my vows. Since we started dating you've been the person to make my heart race...and occasionally ache. But even with the heart ache I can still give a million reasons why I love you and why I want you in my life...you, and Luana, are why I smile in the morning. You're who makes me sing at random, and why I don't think the world is such a dark place anymore, you're who makes me happy...and you're the only person who makes me aware of just how fast my heart is beating. I love you more than I thought I could love someone else and I can't even find the words to tell you how overzealous I am to be able to spend the rest of my life with you. So, Marshall, you are my heart and I love you.”

“When I was 5 I remember telling my Grandmother I was never going to get married, then at 17 I remember crying on her shoulder and telling her I would never have kids. By 22 I had given up on any hope I still had. But she always told me to keep my chin up and wait because she made a wish that I would receive a gift that would make me as happy and in love as she was. Now I didn’t believe her because she was known to spout nonsense. But you Matt--”

“Hey,” Matt interjected, “It’s Matthew.” He smiled, nodding for his almost-husband to continue.

“Matthew you’re my gift. You’re the one who changed all of that. I’m standing here with you getting married, an-and we have a daughter! And she’s beautiful! And I’m happy and I love you, an-and when you fall, something you do quite a lot, I’ll be there to catch you, because I swear I’m all in..forever.”

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From Matty & Moosh’s Twitters

...Love is the song that we sing together... - Matty’s Journal

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From Matty & Moosh’s Twitters

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11:19 AM, Waialua, Hawaii

Marshall seemed to be beaming more or less when Matt let him into the house. He almost immediately wrapped Matt in his arms, leaning in to kiss him only to be pushed back with as much force Matt cold exert.

"Don't fucking touch me Marshall." The younger of the two crossed his arms, a scowl wresting on his face.

"I thought you'd be happy to see your beautiful fiancé Matthew." Marshall reached out to cup Matt's face in his hand. "Didn't you miss me?"

"You are one shitty line away from being kicked out Marshall. Don't try me."

"Fine, fine." He dropped his hand from Matt's face, "you said you wanted to talk?"

"Okay, Matthew la-"

"No. Stop right there. If you want this to work you're gonna start calling me by my name."

"Matthew, that is your name. What else am I supposed to call you?"

"What everyone else calls me? You know why I don't use my full name, you know how it makes me feel. So stop."

"Matth-," the younger man cocked a brow making Marshall catch himself, "...Matt, I don't see how that's going to change anything."

"Oh yeah, the same way you didn't think just leaving me would change anything either?"

"Fucking hell Matthew, shit, I mean Matt...but can't we just move on? I'm here, isn't that what matters?""

No?" Matt frowned, unaware of just how loud he was beginning to get "Marshall it's not just that you left me. You left her," He directed his arms to the general direction of his parents bedroom where Luana was with her grandmother. "You missed her first new years, you missed seeing her grow, even if it was only for a few weeks, you weren't fucking here!" He took a breath after noticing just how much his voice had crescendo-ed. "When she was born you said you were all in...and that we weren't gonna fuck this up...but we're only two months into being parents and I think just not being here for almost half of that isn't a great start..."

"But I'm here. And I'm not going anywhere, when she inevitably gets as clumsy as you and falls off her bike, I'm gonna be there, her first birthday, I'll be there. The first everything else, I'm gonna be here for it."

"Saying it isn't enough Marshall." Matt leaned into the couch mulling over all the times he'd thought about this exact moment over the past three weeks. Each scenario he'd thought of had two questions that he had yet to ask of Marshall, "Where the hell did you go anyway?"

"London." He answered simply with no further explanation.

"Okay, wanna follow that up with why?"

"Why? Because it's a beautiful city Matt, I'd love to take you there one day. Maybe for our honeymoon."

"Marshall." Matt cut his eyes are the older man. "You know, if you're not taking this seriously you're welcome to see yourself to the door."

"Alright. Fine. You want to know why I left? Because I didn't want you to see me like that, okay? I don't want you to think any less of me."

"Marshall..." Matt's tone softened for the first time in the duration of their talk, giving a semblance of the warmth and adoration that formerly accompanied Marshall's name in his mouth prior to the older man's disappearance. "I'd never think any less of you for being hurt...however, I do think less of you for leaving." Matt shook his head, "You know...you can't run away if we get married. Letting me see you be vulnerable is part of the deal...had you even thought about that?"

"Of course I did...but its not gonna happen again, you don't have to worry about me being hurt again."

"That’s unrealistic and you know it. Life fucking happens and we get hurt. And I need you to let me be there for you when that inevitably happens the way I let you be there for me fucking countless times already...can you do that?"

"Y-yeah, for you...I'll try."

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"You love me? Who fucking cares? You obviously didn't love me enough to stay." Matt crossed his arms, stepping forward the furrow in his brow deepening. "And what about Lu, your daughter, remember her? What about her Marshall?"

"Matthew, I love you both. And I-"

"No! You do not get to do this Marshall, this is not how normal fucking people function. You can't just show up here and not explain a fucking thing and expect me to be okay with it."

"I'm not Matthew. I came here...," Marshall paused as he got down on one knee, pulling a small wooden box out of his back pocket, "to ask you to marry me. I'm all in."

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