Wedding Day P.2

We couldn't get out of there fast enough. Weiss and I quickly made our way out of the chapel, not sparing even a moment to say goodbye to her family. Whitley had tried to say something, but I simply took my new wife's hand and led her out of the building, not giving the little prick the chance. When the doors to the chapel closed behind us, I let out a small sigh of relief. I know none of them were real, but damn. These people are really just too good at making lifelike robots. The sense of oppression in there was palpable.

Weiss began to make her way down the stairs, her hand still in mine, and only then did I get shaken from my daze. Here she was. My wife, Weiss Vincent. I couldn't help but smile like an idiot as I followed her down to the car. I took a few long steps to get there first and open the door for her, and while she didn't seem to much care on the surface, even now she was still holding my hand. I climbed into the car after her and sat down, pulling the door closed and signaling the driver to take us away.

Weiss's hand tightened in mine as she turned back to look at the fading chapel, her family having emerged from behind us to watch us leave. But when we crested the hill, driving down and they finally faded from vision, Weiss's grip relaxed and her mask broke a bit. She let out her own small sigh of relief, her posture dipping slightly as she looked over at me. I gave her a look of genuine concern, doing my best to make my emotions as plain as day, and squeeze her hand back.

"Don't worry, Weiss. I may not know you super well yet, but I'm not blind. You don't ever have to worry about any of them ever again, I promise," I told her, pulling her in slightly and gripping her hand a bit tighter.

When she looked at me again, I could see a tenseness in her features. She was still wondering if this was a good idea. Surely I was just putting on a mask, just like her. Surely I was just another entitled rich asshole, who had gone through with this only to get a trophy wife and make more money. She never told me what she saw that made her relax, even as little as she did, but she leaned into me with a hint of a smile.

"Thank you," she whispered, resting her head on my shoulder.

I managed to swallow my own nerves an put my arm around her. I kissed the top of her head and replied, "You are very welcome, Weiss. Now, I do hope you've got clothes for somewhere warm packed, because for our honeymoon? We're going right to the beach."

She actually giggled a bit at that, "Well, if you were hoping to see me in a bikini, I'll have to disappoint. I'm afraid I don't own something so scandalous."

I did blush a bit at the thought, but I shook my head to try and cover it up, "Don't worry. I know all of this is... too new for us to be that close. But don't worry. I'm willing to take this entirely at your pace. And we'll have the entire limo ride and plane ride to get to know each other."

She studied my face a bit more, looking for even a hint of deception. Of course when she saw the tinge of red on my cheeks, all she did is laugh again at my expense, "I appreciate it. I really... genuinely do. Thank you, Jack."

I hugged her a bit tighter at that, and now it was her turn to blush. And to my surprise, she raised her legs and climbed into my lap, wrapping her arms around me as she laid her head there on my chest. She whispered again, "If you don't mind, can we just... stay like this for a while?"

To say I was surprised was an understatement. But thinking back on it, this Weiss had likely never been given any amount of proper physical affection. And I was more than happy to oblige. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders to hold her close, "Of course, Darling. I'll hold you like this as often as you like."

I could feel her smile against my chest as she nuzzled in, an expression I mirrored as I began softly massaging her back and stroking her hair. Holding her this close only showed me more of her beauty. I could feel every line of her body, and as I breathed I could smell her scent. It was like... raspberries in the middle of winter. And as I held her, though she started cold she quickly warmed, which only led her to nuzzle in further.

I kissed her head once more, and held her like that all the way until we reached the airfield.