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After I proposed to Imogen, we didn't wait any longer to get married. That weekend, we flew a plane out to Vegas so that we could be married. I was a little apprehensive at first, because I thought Imogen would want a big wedding, like one in the movies. She told me that she didn't care, as long as she got to be with me. So in the end, everything worked out perfectly. I was just glad that we would be together in holy matrimony, forever and ever. As long as she loved me, I would be the happiest woman in the world.
There weren't that many places where gay people could get married anyway.
"This is the big day!" Immy said to me as we were driving around trying to find one of those little chapels. "Are you nervous?" She asked me.
"Nope." I said with a smile. "This is the best day of my life." I assured her. Of course, I had used that expression a lot, but I seriously meant it every time I used it. I wasn't exaggerating when I used that expression either. I couldn't wait to be married to the freaking love of my life. I had dreamed and waited for this moment ever since I was a little girl, and now that it was happening, I was so excited.
"Oh, you're just saying that!" She laughed and I shook my head.
"I love you Immy." I said grinning.
"I love you too." She replied as we pulled into a parking lot for one of those chapels. The one we were at was only for gay couples, so I felt really relieved. The ceremony was short, sweet, and to the point, and Imogen and I got an official marriage certificate. Once that was finished, we found a really nice hotel and spent a couple days there on our honeymoon. It was lovely to say the least, just being able to lay there in each other's arms without any interruptions was the best feeling in the world.
"You are the best thing that has ever happened to me." I told her as we lay there in each other's embrace.
"Me too." She agreed and kissed me again. I don't think I would ever get tired of this, and I knew she wouldn't either. "You make me so happy Fiona." She smiled her cute little smile, and I just laid there and I thought to myself. How in the world did I ever get this lucky? How did I get this lucky to marry the greatest girl in the universe. I couldn't believe that life could be this good, but now it was, and I couldn't be happier.
So we did it. Imogen and I got married. We're living together, I work for a fashion company and Immy helps me. She gives me ideas all the time. While I'm in design school, Imogen is in art school. Her paintings and drawings get better all the time. We were talking about moving into a bigger house, and starting a family of our own, but that was a different story for a different time. I at least wanted two kids, and so did she.
Our life together was routine by now.
All we had to do, was adjust to being gay.
Authot's Note: And we have come to an end. This is not one of my better stories so I'm sorry. There just aren't that many Fimogen fics out there, so we need to broaden them up. There will be another Fimogen fic coming up soon by me called Two Mommies. Be sure to look for it. Thanks for reading!