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"How the hell did you afford all this Mick?" Ian yelped his eyes wide looking around them at the place of their wedding rehearsal.
"Hey, you only get married once." Mickey shrugged with a smile.
"I mean, if it's love yeah." Ian muttered as a response.
He felt Mickey's blue eyes glaring at him as he looked around in wonder.
"Which this is, true love." Ian murmured reaching for Mickey, his hand lacing together with his.
Mickey's face softened and he smiled, "So the only thing we need now are the gold Chiavari chairs with the white cushions for the ceremony and reception."
"How is that going to work with all this other stuff going on?" Ian asked waving a hand at the setup around them at the park.
"Well they're an open air circus, so they'll most likely be, in the air and out of our hair." Mickey chuckled.
Ian looked at his fiancé in exasperation.
"Mickey, it means they aren't in a building."
"Tomato tomato, Midnight Circus was the best circus to book for weddings according to The Knot. Lots of good reviews." Mickey grinned.
Ian knew Mickey's wedding magazine was like his bible lately, and he wanted to give him the wedding of his dreams.
And by fuck if he wanted a circus and gold chairs with white cushions, he was going to get a circus and gold chairs with white cushions.
"Is there anything else that you can think of that we need for the wedding?" Ian asked sliding behind Mickey and wrapping his arms around his waist, resting his chin on his shoulder.
Mickey turned to nestle his face in the crook of Ian's neck, "It would be pretty badass to go down the aisle on an elephant."
Ian burst into laughter and gave Mickey a squeeze, "I can't wait to be your husband." he murmured in his ear.
Mickey chuckled turned pressing his lips to Ian's, "I can't wait for you to be my husband either." he murmured gently.