Fics like that's what you get (for waking up in vegas)

“There was an Elvis?” Hajime asks. “He was the officiator. It’s the cliché, right?” “…Officiator of what?” Tooru asks with a look down at Takahiro’s hand. “You can borrow my phone to pull pictures from for our wedding album.” Issei reaches over and grasps the hand with the ring on it. Everyone is staring at their clasped hands like a three-headed lobster just crawled onto the table. “You were both the best men and I was very, deeply touched by how affected you both were at the ceremony,” he says in a perfect deadpan. (( or: iwaizumi does not want to be the responsible one, and thus they suffer the consequences, or, perhaps, 'suffer' is a bit too strong of a word ))

Fics like that's what you get (for waking up in vegas)

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