Chapter Twenty-Seven

                                    

                                          
“How do I look?” Chris heard Jonny ask behind him. He turned around and the sight that greeted him left him open-mouthed. Jonny was breathtakingly beautiful, he had never seen him dressed so formally before and that particular shade of grey of his suit highlighted the green of his eyes perfectly.
                          
“No one has ever looked more handsome, babe,” he truthfully answered, staring at his boyfriend in awe.
                          
“Come on! Really!” Jonny said, making sure his waistcoat was properly buttoned up.
                          
“I’m not joking, you look absolutely stunning!”
                          
“Yeah?” 
                          
“Yes,” he reassured.
                          
“Thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself, to be honest,” Jonny told him, a sly expression on his face and he softly grabbed Chris’ clean shaved face between his hands and pressed a suggestive kiss on his waiting mouth.
                          
“Handsome, handsome Jonny Boy,” the singer said, cupping his boyfriend’s cheek and leaning in again teasingly, barely touching the other man’s lips with his own. Jonny would have none of it though, and he gently bit Chris’ lower lip with a groan.
                          
The older man chuckled, “Not now, Jay,” he told him with a quick peck. “We have groomsmen duties to attend to.”
                          
“Oh,” he complained, “Tonight?” he hopefully asked running his hand along Chris’ back.
                          
“Tonight,” he promised.
                          
“Are you ready, fellas?” They heard Guy asking from the hallway.
                          
“Yes, we’re coming!” Chris cried out before leading Jonny out of the room.
                          
They were in a luxurious country house near Southampton, about to witness one of their dearest friends take a step forward in his life. Will and his fiancée were about to tie the knot! Chris could not believe it. A part of him still thought they were all those 19-year-old college students they had been when they first formed the band, but they were men now and one of them had already settled down. God, how time had passed!
                          
Will looked tremendously striking but he was shaking with nerves when they went to see him after they had all changed. As his groomsmen, they made sure he had everything he needed and tried to give him a sort of pep-talk to encourage him and calm him down before it was time for them to go downstairs, where the ceremony would take place.
                          
“I can’t believe Will’s getting married!” Jonny said as they descended the stairs.
                          
“Me neither! It’s so surreal!”
                          
“We’re getting old!” Jonny chuckled.
                          
“Not old, just a bit more…mature!” Chris told him with a laugh as they entered the main room. Family and friends were already filling the place. The venue was gorgeous, Chris noticed as he made his way in. It was nicely decorated, very delicate and modest. It was simple but absolutely beautiful. He was admittedly a bit emotional about these kinds of ceremonies, especially since it was someone so dear to him. He was a hopeless romantic at heart and he could not help tearing up a bit when he saw the stunned and tender expression on Will’s face when his bride walked down the aisle towards him. It was absolutely lovely.
                          
Realisation hit him and he suddenly was painfully aware that he would probably never be part of something like this. Not that he had dreamed about his perfect wedding since his childhood, but he had grown up with the idea that he would one day get married and have a family. It was a blurry image, a ceremony that would happen one day in the future. He could no longer have that, he thought with a pang in his chest while he watched Will take the hand of his soon-to-be wife with an adoring look in his eyes before facing the priest.