I Will Spend My Whole Life Loving You
Requested: 👍
Summary/Request: oh my gosh would you possibly write a wedding hc or something w freddie??
Author’s Note: So, there will be a wedding chapter in my Freddie series later on (whenever I get back to writing it) but I got this request a little bit ago and thought I’d do it now before I forget. Also, after seeing that picture of Freddie dressed up as Ed Sheeran, I may have to write a fic for it. We shall see. If it doesn’t come out today, it won’t be written 😂
Warning: Fluff, wedding stuff?
Song Credit: I Will Spend My Life Loving You -- Kina Grannis & Imaginary Future
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So here’s the HC:
Fred’s all big and strong and tough but we all know he’s a big sweetheart so he would’ve been nervously sweating proposing to you (as I imagine all guy players would)
When he did finally propose, you’d cry before a big smile grew on your face and you just repeated “yes, yes, of course” and he’d place the ring on your finger and smile just as big as you
He wouldn’t get involved in Wedding Planning
Because he says it’s your thing
And you try not to be offended, but know it’s probably for the best
So, other than the colour scheme and the date, he really doesn’t know anything about the wedding
Which means when he shows up, he’s legitimately surprised how much work you put into it
He writes you a letter, something that the Wedding Planner suggested, and asks his Dad to give it to you -- the two of you had really hit it off, so it felt fitting
You give Freddie’s letter to his sister, who’s one your bridesmaids, to give to him.
Then you read them while your backs are turned to each other
He hears you laughing
You hear him snicker
He hears you crying
You feel him adjust his stance, indicating he’s trying to hold back tears
He hears your “awww”
He smiles
You drop your hand by your side to grab his hand, intertwining your fingers with his
“I love you” he whispers
“I love you too” you whisper back, before you’re taken back to your dressing room because it’s almost time for the ceremony to start
Freddie takes his place at the altar
Morgan at his side as his best man
You feel your stomach flutter
You can’t believe you’re getting married
As soon as the doors open, you find Freddie and notice the proud smile that Morgan gives him before Freddie looks at you
The crowd disappears and it’s just you and him
You walk slowly down the aisle so you don’t trip over your dress and when you get to the altar, you turn to your Dad as he kisses your cheek.
“Who gives this woman to this man?” Your officiant asks
“I do” your dad replies, still looking at you
“You better be good to her, Andersen,” he says under his breath to Freddie as he helps you up the stairs.
Freddie nods and takes your hand; you smile up at him
He jokingly steps down a few steps to lessen the height difference and your friends and family laugh before you smack his arm
When the vows come around, Freddie says he’ll start but can’t quite get started. A tremor in his voice and his eyes welling with tears so you say you can go
“Freddie,” you say, holding his hands in yours and looking up at him, “I can’t say I’ll promise to obey you, but I can promise that I will always love you. Even if you leave dirty clothes outside the hamper because you were throwing it from the bed and kept missing. I will love you when you inevitably forget to put the toilet seat down. I will love you even if you don’t call me from the road.
But I’ll make sure you know you didn’t call me
I will love you when your singing is off key and your movie choices are childish and horrid. I will love you when you get jealous. I will love you when you act like you don’t care. I will love you when you’re far away, I’ll love you when you’re close by. I promise not to make promises I can’t keep. I promise to send you “flirty” texts when I think you need them. I will spend my whole life loving you.”
A tear finally cascaded down his cheek and you wiped it away.
“Can I just say ditto?” he joked
You laughed but waited for him to start, squeezing his hands so he knew how much you loved him. By the time he finished his vows, you were holding back a flood of tears
“You’re going to make me ruin my makeup” you joked, gently wiping away the tear from the corner of your right eye.
You were finally married. And you danced the whole night. With a few too many shots of Schnapps and almost no food. You managed to get a couple candid shots of Freddie with Morgan before you decided to ruin the moment
“MORGAN!” you yelled, flopping into him as you hugged him, “thank you. For not taking him to a strip club for his bachelor party”
“How do you know I didn’t?”
“I’m choosing to believe you didn’t”
Freddie notices that your energy is dropping and he suggests going back to the room
“You want to get me alone?” you slurred, “I thought you’d never ask”
When he got you back to the room, and carried you over the threshold, he set you down. Leaning down to take off your heels. You kissed him on his way back up, placing your hand on his jaw to bring him to your lips. He turned you around to undo your dress, fumbling with the multiple parts and you laughed as you felt his hands drop a few times.
He finally gets it undone and you turn back to him, placing your arms around his neck and stare at him for a second before pushing him closer to you.
“Are we gonna make this marriage official?” you whisper
“I’d love to, Mrs. Andersen,” he replies and you wiggle your eyebrows at him, “but I think you’ve had a little too much to drink. We should probably just get under the covers and get some sleep.”
“What?” you said loudly, “you don’t want to have sex with me on our wedding night?” You wandered to the mattress in your lingerie and tried to look sexy in order to change his mind
“Of course I do, but you’re falling asl--” he started as your head dropped to the pillow, “and there you go. Okay, baby. Get some sleep. I’ll see you in the morning. I love you”
“I love you hubby” you managed to mumble before you completely passed out and you felt calm fall over the room as Freddie curled up behind you and fell asleep too.