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Tying the Knot

by jb1183
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Written for the Nuke Anon Challenge on LJ.
Despite his artistry as a filmmaker, Noah hadn’t done an arts and crafts project since elementary school. So it was with a very bizarre and almost comical sense of déjà vu that the twenty-four year old man found himself sitting at the dining room table, scissors in hand, cutting out stenciled shapes from construction paper.

Only this wasn’t for some silly classroom project that all the other kids’ parents would have put up on the fridge and his Dad no doubt would have tossed immediately into the trash bin. Noah was assembling invitations to his own wedding.

It was three and half months until November 30th, 2013, when he and Luke would exchange vows in front of all the people they loved most in the world. Lots of friends and family would be returning to town for the Thanksgiving holiday two days earlier, and had arranged to stick around through the weekend for the ceremony and celebration.

As Noah ran a glue stick across the back of a red construction paper heart, he couldn’t help but smirk at how unglamorous wedding planning actually was. They had been engaged for over a year, and almost immediately following Noah’s proposal and Luke’s joyful acceptance, their lives became a nonstop merry-go-round of save the date cards, tours of banquet halls, and consultations with photographers, florists, musicians, and DJs. It was like having a second job where instead of being paid for your labor, you paid everyone else. Noah couldn’t wait for the day to finally arrive so that he could be done with all the hoopla. And more importantly, of course, so he could be united legally to the man he loved more than his own life.

Noah would have been perfectly content to have gone with Luke to the courthouse a year earlier, filed for their civil union, and then thrown an open house party at the Farm, catering in food and drinks for anyone who wanted to celebrate with them. But he knew that wasn’t what Luke wanted. Luke wanted the same lavish banquet celebration that all the other married couples in town had, with all of his extended family and their friends partying the night away with them. So that was the wedding they were having.

Noah also would have been more than content to order their invitations, but Luke thought it would be a personal touch to make their own by hand. The idea had struck Noah as quaint and charming when Luke first brought it up months earlier, but as the guest list continued to grow larger by the day, Noah was sure Luke would eventually abandon that initial idea for the convenience of ordering customized invitations. There was no way Luke would really expect them to sit and craft two hundred and seventy-five invitations by hand, right?

As he assembled his second of many invitations yet to come, Noah wasn’t sure why he had ever doubted that Luke would go through with the original plan. Once Luke got it into his head he wanted to do something, he rarely changed his mind. Thankfully, they still had six weeks before the invites needed to be in the mail.

Noah looked amusedly across the table at the empty chair where Luke had been sitting until a couple of minutes earlier, a half finished invitation lying on the table in front of it. Luke hadn’t managed to finish even one invitation before getting up and wandering off someplace. Lily really should have had him tested for ADD when he was a kid.

Just like the time Luke decided that they should host a big dinner party, Noah had a sneaking feeling that he was going to end up doing most of the work on the invites.

He finished the invitation and set it aside his previously completed one when his phone buzzed from his pants pocket. He pulled it out and looked at the text he had just received from Luke. It read:

Come to the bedroom.

Noah swallowed a gulp and felt a familiar stirring in his groin. Luke couldn’t really be ready for more, could he? They’d already screwed twice that morning in bed and a third time in the shower. Not to mention that they should really get at least five invites done each before rewarding themselves with sex.

But then his eyes traveled across the mountain of construction paper on the table, and he shook himself free of that ridiculous thought pretty quickly. Arts and crafts could definitely wait when his sexy-as-hell fiancée was in the bedroom ready to get his feet in the air for him.

Noah expected Luke to have shed his striped T-shirt and jeans and be lying naked across the bed waiting for him, so he was extremely surprised to find Luke standing in front of the bed, dressed in a royal blue button down shirt, light brown suit jacket, and black dress pants. An untied necktie draped down on either side from across his shoulders. Or, more specifically, THE necktie.

Noah would never forget that tie.

“What’s all this?” he asked, looking Luke’s outfit up and down. He looked SO good.

“Do you know what day it is?” Luke asked with a sly smile.

Noah knew it was Saturday, August 17th, although why that was significant-

Oh-of course, he thought suddenly.

It was not a day they had marked as an anniversary. They had numerous other significant days in their coupledom that they observed, and this had never been one of them. But yet it had only taken Noah about twenty seconds to make the connection.

He had broken into a wide grin at the realization, much to Luke’s obvious delight. “Not only is today THAT day,” Luke informed him, looking down at the wristwatch Noah had given him for Christmas nearly five years earlier. “But this minute is THAT minute, exactly six years ago.”

Noah stepped forward, reaching out his hands. “Can I help you with that?” he asked, as they took hold of both sides of the tie.

“Please do,” Luke replied with an enthusiastic nod.

Fifteen seconds later, Noah was pulling the knot tight toward Luke’s collar. Although he was now on the other end of the tie than he was before, he found himself just as enchanted with those dark brown eyes as he had been six years earlier to that very minute.

“What’s wrong?” Luke asked, apparently attempting to reenact the scene as closely as possible.

“Nothing,” Noah responded, leaning down to press his lips against Luke’s. Unlike six years earlier, though, Noah didn’t stop for a long, long time.

When they finally broke the kiss, Noah eyes were wet.

“I love you so much,” he declared softly.

“I love you, too.” Luke replied, reaching up to play with the hairs that curled around Noah’s ear.

Noah wiped his eyes. “Thank you so much for reminding me of this day, Luke. After all,” he added, with a chuckle, “it was historic for me.”

“Yeah,” Luke grinned, immediately recalling the long ago joke that Noah was referencing. “It was the first time you ever wore Windsor.”

They laughed again at the joke they both knew wasn’t even particularly funny the first time.

“If I had even the slightest bit of doubt how much you love me,” Luke told him, “it would all be gone now that you’re about to help me make two hundred and seventy-five wedding invitations by hand.”

Noah resisted the urge to snort with laughter at the idea that he was going to be “helping” Luke make invitations. If Luke ended up doing even twenty of the two hundred and seventy-five, Noah would be surprised.

Noah seated himself on the edge of the bed and took in the sight of how ridiculously hot Luke looked all dressed up like that. “Well, thanks for giving us a short break from cutting and pasting to reenact this moment that changed my life.”

“Changed OUR lives,” Luke corrected, sitting down beside him.

“We should probably be getting back to work,” Noah said, although his lusty tone and facial expression suggested he’d much rather be working on getting Luke’s clothes off.

“We probably should,” Luke conceded, meeting Noah’s gaze hungrily. “But first I’d like to do another reenactment-of January 12th, 2009, to be precise.”

“Oh, I’m really getting to like your reenactments,” Noah replied, before grabbing him and kissing him fiercely.

Neither of them gave one more thought to invitations that day.
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