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.
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.
"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.
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.
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!