“No, nope, I can’t do it, this is crazy,” he says, knocking a cufflink out as he wrings his hands.
Skyler ducks down to find it while Trevor grabs Oli to get him to stop moving, but it only makes him bounce anxiously in place instead. Guess Trevor’s not more nervous than the groom after all.
As Skyler resecures the cufflink on his sleeve, Oli says, “What the hell do I know about being a husband? I’m just a kid who got lucky and famous. Andoh no, what if she only wants me for my money?”
“Okay, stop,” Trevor commands. “First of all, she doesn’t want you for your money. She’s famous too and she has her own money.” Probably not nearly as much as Oli has, but still. “And more importantly, youdoknow how to be a husband. Because being a husband is the same thing as being a boyfriend, and you were obviously good enough at that for her agree to marry you.
“You already know how to love her. How to take care of her and make her happy and put her needs before your own. And you know how to let her do the same for you. That’s all a marriage is. It’s love. When you love someone, commitment isn’t scary. It feels like security.”
He’s trying to say anything he can think of that’s vaguely inspirational, and honestly, he kind of wants to cringe at how much he sounds like a Hallmark card. But then he makes the mistake of glancing at Skyler, whose bright green eyes are staring at him so intensely that suddenly Trevor’s heart is pounding. Becauseoh.
The stuff he’s saying about love is totally true. He knows because he’s been in love, been in the kind of relationship he described.
He knows because he’s in love now.
It’s not like he wasn’t already aware he loves Skyler, but standing here all dressed up in their suits, the lawn outside decorated with purple flowers and silver tulle and an elegant white wedding arch, it’s like all his feelings aremagnified. Sometimes he loves Skyler so much it’s hard to look at him and function normally on a regular day, so he’s not sure how he’s going to survive today.
At least whatever he said worked on Oli, who spins out of Trevor’s grasp, claps his hands together, and declares, “All right, it’s time for me to get married up in this bitch!”
The moment between Trevor and Skyler is effectively broken.
Skyler snorts, then he claps Oli on the back and tells him, “You’re going to be a great husband and a great father.”
Oli immediately pales. “Oh holy hell, I’m going to be father! Like soon. I don’t know anything about kids! What the hell do I know about being a—”
“Nope,” Trevor hurries to cut him off, shooting an accusing look at Skyler. “We’re not doing this again. You know plenty about kids, because, let’s face it, you’re basically a giant kid yourself.”
Skyler laughs, and thankfully, Oli does too.
“Remember,” Trevor adds, “all you have to do is love them both, and you’re good.”
“You’re right,” Oli says. “Of course. I’m going to be the best damn father and husband ever. Let’s do this!”
While Oli takes one last look at himself in the mirror, Trevor and Skyler share a relieved glance behind his back.
Trevor can’t believe that Oli—their Baby Spice—is the first of them to get married. The one who never passes up the chance to pull a prank and still laughs after he farts too loudly.
Except no. Oli’s not the first. He forgot for a minute there that he’s been married himself.
Well. Maybe that shouldn’t count.
The wedding planner knocks on the door to tell them it’s time. She’s already wrangled Noah and Jermaine and they’re ready to take their places, so Oli eagerly skips out of the room, Trevor and Skyler following behind.
While they’re still in private, Skyler leans into Trevor and whispers in his ear as they walk. “I love you a lot, you know.”
“Same.”
Trevor’s lucky there’s a wedding going on, because it gives him a cover for the ridiculously sappy look that takes over his face for the next hour.
Skyler cries when Oli and Megan give their vows. And Trevor wants to tease him, but he can’t. Because for one thing, they’re standing up here with everyone watching. But also, mostly, because he comes awfully close to tearing up himself.
Although he doesn’t think it’s the vows that get to him. He’s only half-listening, because it’s hard to concentrate on anything but Skyler, standing here at the altar with him, looking fucking gorgeous.
He thinks about that ring sitting in Skyler’s dresser drawer. Wonders what would have happened if Skyler had given it to him back then, asked him the question. It’s hard to say now, after the way everything ended, but he can’t imagine his response would’ve been anything other thanfuck yes.
Would it have mattered though? Would it have prevented them from falling apart, or would it have only made everything more complicated when it did?
He doesn’t have much time to dwell on these thoughts, because the officiant is telling Oli to kiss Megan, and then it’s time for the couple to walk back down the aisle, followed by the wedding party.
