the wedding - open rp post

[wereokay]

The big day is finally here and Betty shifts between being extremely nervous one minute, and completely calm the next. Guests are arriving already, and after the short ceremony there is going to be a comfortable reception.

Even though the approach to this wedding has been somewhat casual, there is no mistaking the investment in time and effort. It's an outdoor wedding, and the gazebo couldn't be decorated any further, flowers and ribbons are basically everywhere.

If you hurry, you can catch the bride to wish her luck!

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[wereokay]

It's the look on his face that hurts the most.

"That's hardly what I meant, Bruce."

Forget for the moment that she's going to be facing another man in just a few minutes, pledging her life and loyalty to someone that has been nothing but patient and good to her. Betty smiles in the softest way possible, she turns her head before he can pull away. Meeting his lips with hers.

Her breath catches and it's all Betty can do not to take his hand and run. Just run away from the entire thing and hide. Hide wherever he wants to, because she imagined that life a hundred times and more since he left her in New York City.

[memyselfandtheotherguy]

He thought he could walk away. He thought he could just kiss her goodbye, wish her luck, and walk away, but the second her lips touched his he knew he had been lying to himself. The moment she kissed him he was lost.

It as meant to be something chaste, brief, but his arms wrapped around her almost of their own accord and he pulled her against him as he kissed her back. It had been far too long since he had held her, since he had tasted her, and the sensation was so familiar, so right...

This was so wrong but he couldn’t bring himself to stop because the second he did she would run away and he would lose her forever.

That was what made this all so hard, the thing he hadn’t said to her, that he had been keeping to himself. After what had happened in New York he had actually let himself start to hope. When he had transformed into the Hulk then, of his own accord, he’d been able to keep some semblance of control, been able to follow orders and work as part of a team. He still needed a lot of work, when the transformations were triggered he was still out of control, but it was better than it had been, and if he could learn to control it...

Then Betty had called him and told him about the wedding. He couldn’t ask her to wait for him, to put her life on hold for him. He didn’t know how long it would take, or if he would ever gain full control, but for the first time it had felt like a possibility. Now even that hope seemed bleak.

[wereokay]

In some ways it didn't matter. She'd felt the same five years after he vanished the first time, she felt the same now, and he'd done it again. Her heart couldn't tell the difference.

Just for the moment, Betty gives in. All of her love and all of her frustration is poured into a kiss that has to end. It has to be the last time she'll ever kiss him, because if it isn't, her heart won't take the waiting any longer. It would just give up.

When she pulls back enough to look into his eyes, there is a silent apology. "If you asked me right now. The answer would be yes." The answer was always 'yes' to Bruce.

"...don't make me choose again." Raising herself to her toes, Betty presses her lips to his forehead.

"I love you, Bruce. I hope- I want you to find happiness too."

[memyselfandtheotherguy]

She had to be the one to finally break the kiss because he didn’t have the strength to do so. She had to be the one to pull away, to say the words that needed saying. In their relationship she had always been the strong one. She was the one that had kept them together for so long, she was the one who had fought for them when Bruce only wanted to give up, and now she would be the one to finally end things so she could do what was best for her. It had to be her, because he simply couldn’t do it.

He wanted to ask her, he wanted to say the words and run away from all this, but he couldn’t. Taking a shuddering breath he kept his head lowered and tried to say something, anything. “Some people... just don’t get to be happy,” he finally said. He forced himself to look at her, to meet those beautiful eyes that still haunted his dreams. “But you do, and you will be, Betty. Nobody deserves it as much as you.”

He wanted to say that he loved her too, that he always had and he always would, but he couldn’t quite form the words so he kept them close to his heart instead.