edenbound | TDIR: Wedding Presents

Fandom: The Dark Is Rising
Pairing: Bran/Jane, Simon/Will
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Simon still thinks he's a prat. For fic_on_demand.

"I still think he's a prat," Simon says, but he's smiling. He kisses Jane's cheek. "But you know I wish you happiness. And you look lovely."

"You liked him well enough when we were kids," Jane says, rolling her eyes. She looks radiant -- as is her right, Simon supposes, it being her wedding day. When he saw Bran earlier, he looked like he'd rather be anywhere else, which was probably also traditional.

"You thought he was a prat, then," he says, rolling his eyes back. "It's nearly your moment, anyway. Ready?"

"Of course! How's Bran?"

"Painfully nervous," Simon says, and he can't help a grin. "Will practically had to sit on him to keep him from bolting."

"I'd have thought you'd be jealous at that," Jane says, teasingly. "What with your schoolboy crush on Will."

"Jane!"

"Tell him," she says, firmly, poking Simon in the shoulder. "As a wedding gift to me."

"I got you a dinner set already!"

Another poke. "Just do it. I want to see you happy, too. Will won't wait for you forever."

"But -- "

"I mean it!"

Simon raises his hands in surrender. "Alright, alright. I'll do it. I think it's time now, though."

Jane takes a deep breath, brushes at the skirt, touches a hand to her hair. "How do I look?"

Simon smiles, gently. "I told you. Lovely."