Title: Wait for a Wedding
Character/s: Leon, Gwaine, Morgana, Arthur, Merlin, Gwen, minor appearance of the other knights
Summary: Leon waits for something he can't schedule.
Warnings: Modern AU
Word Count: 750
Prompt: #270: Schedule
Author's Notes: n/a
Leon sat on a bench in the hallway, waiting.
He turned his hand over and looked down at his watch. It was nervous energy more than anything. There was no appointment time to aim for, no schedule to meet; they’d simply been told to wait. The vague and casual nature of simply being told to wait made him anxious.
He was getting married, not picking up takeaway.
Percy returned first, turning the corner and striding down the hallway in a matter of steps. Elyan followed a few steps behind. He was chatting with Lance, both friends pointing out where a collar could be righted or a crease smoothed out. Mordred walked quickly behind them, coming into view just as Morgana and Arthur came into earshot. The two Pendragons were speaking loudly about an unknown subject, only the end of their conversation intelligible as they gathered with everyone else outside of the register office.
“I’m just saying that none of us had to fly to this wedding,” Morgana said.
“Our wedding was in Wales,” Arthur argued. “You only had to fly because you were living in Paris at the time.”
Morgana nodded with a sense of finality. “My point exactly.”
Arthur’s mouth hung open during the second it took for him to find his voice. “If you were still living in Paris, then you would’ve had to-“
“Oh, Leon.” Morgana looked down at Leon, deaf to the logical argument Arthur was trying to make. “Let’s fix your tie,” she said, pulling Leon to his feet.
Leon stood still as Morgana adjusted the knot of his tie. He appreciated the gesture as his own hands were occupied with a firm grip on the folder of documents and identification they were required to bring. He tried to glance around at the group without moving his head.
“Here!” Merlin announced, rushing into their group of friends. “We’re here,” he repeated, a bit out of breath. “Right here, where we’re supposed to be, and we have everything- one. I meant one. We have everyone.”
Arthur stepped towards Merlin, his gaze narrow and sharp. “What did you do, Merlin?”
Arthur was hardly convinced. “Did you, at some point, not have everything? Aren’t you the one holding the rings?”
Leon neither heard nor cared about the answer to Arthur’s question. Gwaine had indeed returned with Merlin and he was all Leon could focus on. He looked unfairly handsome, as usual, but it wasn’t his appearance that captured Leon’s attention. It was simply him; just Gwaine, wearing no tie and a grin that shined with excitement.
In the swirl of nerves that was the milestone, the procedure, the whole day, Gwaine was a center of calm for Leon, the reason why all of this was happening.
Gwaine grabbed Leon’s tie just after Morgana deemed it suitable and pulled Leon into a kiss. Morgana’s eye roll went unnoticed by both of them.
“This is such a good idea,” Gwaine said, still holding Leon’s tie.
Leon’s nerves grew warm with anticipation. “You think so?”
“Definitely.” Gwaine kissed him again, long enough that their friends made a variety of approving and disapproving noises. “You look fucking gorgeous in this suit,” he said as he made an attempt to fix Leon’s tie again. “The sooner I get you off the market, the better.”
Gwaine winked just as the door to the register office opened. The hallway quickly fell quiet as the woman in the doorway looked over the group.
“Yes,” Leon answered.
“They’re ready for you now.” She paused when everyone moved to follow her into the office. “You know that you’re only required to have two witnesses?”
“Is there a maximum limit?” Gwen asked.
The woman shook her head slowly. “No.”
“Then we’d all like to come,” said Elyan.
The woman eventually nodded. “Right this way.”
Gwaine slipped one of his arms into Leon’s, finding his hand and coaxing Leon into relaxing his grip on the folder he held. It was grounding and Gwaine looked up at Leon as everyone waited, a reflection of love and excitement and just a touch of nerves.
“I’ve been ready for a long time.”
Gwaine grinned and kissed their joined hands, making Leon smile as they were led into the register office. Their friends followed right behind them. Percy was already taking pictures, Mordred moved carefully with the champagne, and Arthur was making Merlin show him that he was actually in possession of the rings.
The wait was finally over.