In His Eyes Chap.15

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In His Eyes Chapter Fifteen.

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"I can't believe you're really doing this." Damien said as he parked the car in the mall parking lot.

I was still biting my lip as I got out of the car and sighed, fixing the collar and sleeves of my shirt. I had been playing with them since Damien had picked me up at the house. What can I say? I'm one fucking nervous mess.

"Let's do this," I whispered more to myself that to Damien. I heard him chuckle but I couldn't even muster the glare he deserved. All I was thinking about was of walking into the jewelry store and get the rings.

Micah had said yes to marry me about two weeks ago. I hadn't had the chance to get the rings till now and all Damien could do was make fun of me. Damn him, I thought as we walked inside the mall. I had told Micah that I was going out for some 'brother bonding' with Damien. In truth, I needed his opinion on what rings to get.

Why didn't I tell Micah? He would have wanted to come and I would have been more of a wreck. Even though it's been close to a year since Micah and I met, that man still gives me butterflies every time he walks into a room.

"Why are you so nervous, bro?" Damien patted me on the back, stirring me away from a mob of teens walking our way.

Why was I nervous?

I shrugged, "I love Micah, god knows I do. I want to spend my life by his side, but having the rings will make that true."

Damien gave me a confused look, "Dude, everything in my life never lasted much. Our dad divorced my mom on my seventeenth birthday right as she was bringing out the cake. The boyfriends I had before Nick were more like fuck buddies that boyfriends. Nick cheated on me almost our entire relationship. Now, Micah has been there from the beginning and I cherish him like no other. But putting this ring on his finger will be like putting a timed bomb on my chest and waiting for it to go boom."

I ran a hand through my hair, making the curls fall out of place. Who would have thought that I was the going to be the one proposing and having cold feet about it?

I was about to say something else but was interrupted by a smack to the back of my head. I turned to look at Damien with a raised brow. People around us stopped and stared. Some kept on walking, but would turn around to see what was going on. A group of girls stopped right as they were going into a story and whispered something I couldn't quite understand.

"You were the one that proposed, now stop being a coward and march right into that jewelry store and buy the rings. So what if nothing in your life turned out the way you wanted it. Life's like that, little brother, so get used to it. You love Micah, I know you do, so what's the hold up? If you're afraid that things will fail just like the rest, then do your damned hardest for it to work. A relationship is between two people and two hearts, not two people and hundred s of doubts." Damien crossed his arms over his chest and glared at me.

He was right. Micah was the one and I was going to make him happy.

I smiled and hugged my brother, "Thank you."

Damien chuckled and practically pushed me the rest of the way to the jewelry store. He said he had to go and get Drake something for the twins and that we would meet by the cafeteria.

A slim woman with short curly black hair and elegant eyebrows stood behind the counter and flashed me a smile. She wore the store's uniform and a ring on her left hand, diamond I think. I smiled at her and looked around the store. I know nothing about jewelry, but I knew what kind Micah liked. There was another couple in the store along with an elderly couple. The young man was talking to the young woman about a diamond ring with silver and gold. The girl smiled and blushed as she nodded and the guy placed it on her finger. She kissed him softly and threw her arms around his neck.

Would Micah do that when I placed the ring on his finger? For the first time in the time I knew Micah I wished that he was able to see. I mentally slapped myself for the selfish thought and continued looking over the wedding rings. I was looking at some gold wedding bands when the story clerk walked over and smiled at me.

"If you would like, over here we have a section of woman's rings that would match these quite lovely." That's when I noticed that I had been looking at man's wedding bands and that the clerk found that somewhat odd. I chuckled to myself and sighed.

"No thank you, I'm doing fine here." A couple of silver rings caught my eye.

"You cannot hand her a man's wedding ring, sir, so I'll just show you these feminine cast over this way." The smile on her lips looked amused and annoyed all at the same time.

"Nah, I'm fine. Would you please show me those titanium rings there please?" I pointed at the rings I wanted. The ring would look so good in Micah's finger.

The clerk giggled and brought out a display of titanium rings for men and another for women. "Here, this ring would suit you perfectly and for your fiancé... this slim titanium ring would do."

Her attitude was starting to annoy me, "Can I see the other titanium ring that came with this one?" I showed her the man's ring as emphasis.

She rolled her eyes, "Sir, giving your fiancé a man's ring will make her the laughingstock of the party. Please, take my advice and give her this one." She practically shoved a titanium diamond ring in my face.

That's it.

"My fiancé would look very nice with this ring on his finger, now would you hand me the other one. Please and thank you."

She stopped talking and stood there with the diamond ring on her hand. Her eyes were wide as well as the older couple's eyes. The younger couple gave me a sympathetic smile and congratulated me as the clerk recovered.

The clerk shook her head and mumbled something I couldn't quite understand but was sure it wasn't very nice. She handed me the ring, more like threw it at me as it almost fell to the ground. The look on her face was of disgust and she crossed her arms over her chest, looking away from me. I wasn't going to deal with her homophobia and let her ruin the happiest day of my life.

I walked away from her and called the attention of another clerk, "Excuse me, would you help me pick a pair of rings?" The younger woman smiled and nodded, asking me what I was looking for and brought out all the male titanium rings they had. She asked me for the ring sizes I wanted and if I wanted to engrave something on the rings. Thirty minutes later I was out of the store and the rings in my jean pocket.

I met with Damien by the cafeteria and told him about the clerk. He was laughing when I was done telling him, a few tears collecting at the corner of his eyes.

"Ah, dumb bitch," he said in a laugh and we left the mall.

A few days passed and Micah was busier than ever. Emily and Drake, along with Adrian and the gang, were all doing the preparations for the wedding that was to happen in two months. Everything had to be approved by Micah first, and by god I never knew the man was so picky! But I knew that he was really enjoying all of this so I was going to let him have his fun. Damien and I hanged out more than usual and Chris would sometimes tag along.

"How did you handle it when Drake was like this?" I asked Damien as we lay back on the couch, tired from all the shopping. Micah and Drake had woken us up early to drive around town and get everything ready. It was going to be a small wedding, but the reception was going to be huge. At least that's what it was starting to sound like.

Damien chuckled, "I let Adrian and Drake handle everything. Mom helped them too, so I was off the hook till the wedding day. Drake told me 'all you have to do is look gorgeous and say 'I do'' and that is what I did."

I rolled my eyes and chuckled as I looked at Micah and Camille, Damien's mom, laughing and going over the cake.

Cake, I thought and stood up. I walked over to Micah and sat next to him.

I kissed his jaw, "Can we have red velvet with cream cheese?" I kissed his jaw again and bit it lightly. Camille looked at me and giggled a small blush on her cheeks.

Micah looked flustered as he blushes and nodded, "Thank you, baby." I kissed his ear and nipped his earlobe as I left.

I love red velvet and Micah loves chocolate mocha. I hate mocha; I was going to get my way at least in one thing in this wedding.

Two months later...

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered today..." I tuned the priest out as I looked over at Micah. He looked beautiful. He was wearing a white suit with a rose bouquet on his hands. The blue of his eyes stood out because of the white of the suit. His hair was cut short but he had left some curls for my sake. He looked so damned fine I was having a hard time focusing on the 'I do' part and thinking about the wedding night already.

I looked around the small chapel and noticed the familiar faces that filled the place. Damien, Drake, and the twins were in the first row. Chris, Emily, and her kids were on the first row on Micah's side. I keep looking around and smiled at the people that had come to wish us happiness. My eyes stopped on a man all the way at the back. At first I had thought that it was Nick coming to ruin this day, but was surprised to see that it was my dad the one standing at the back. Damien looked at me and followed my eyes. His jaw was set as he looked back at me and shook his head.

We both knew why dad was here and it wasn't to wish me a happy married life.

I turned back to look at the priest as he said, "The couple has written their own bows so let's give them this time to plead their love to each other."

I sighed and took Micah's hands in mine. He looked so beautiful. Micah had the biggest most gorgeous smile on his lips and his eyes were filled with love.

"Micah, my beloved Micah. When I met you I was a mess. We both had things going on, but never once were you selfish. Even when I acted like a spoiled brat you were there for me. You taught me that love is a wonderful thing but it can also be scary. I was letting things come in the middle of us and wanted someone to blame, which was cowardly of me. My trust issues came close to ruining the best thing I had in my life. To be honest, at first I never thought I would fall in love with a blind man, but as my love grew I realized I was the blind one. You taught me how to see with my heart. It is because of you that I stand here today. If it hadn't been for you, I would have never known what real love is. Real love is not seen, but felt. That's what you are, Micah. You're true love in the flesh."

Damien came up and handed me the ring. I kissed Micah's fingers and took a deep breath. I could feel unshed tears in the corner of my eyes and one look at Micah told me that he was already crying. I kissed his finger again as I placed the titanium band on his ring finger.

"I, Dimitri Sorin, take you, Micah Anderson, to be my husband, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our love today, tomorrow, and forever. I will trust you and honor you and be the man you deserve by your side. I won't let anyone come in between us, and if I ever do God be my witness you can castrate me on the spot." There was loud laughter all around the small church.

Micah chuckled too and my heart skipped a beat. "I love you, my beloved, and will love you till the end of my days. As I place this ring on your finger, my heart is yours forever and a day." I kissed his fingers and looked up to see new tears stream down his cheeks.

Micah chuckled softly and took a deep breath. "Dimitri, I loved you from the moment I met you. Like you said, we had many things going on and neither of us was ready for a relationship. But believe me when I say that my heart belong to you since that day at the café. You taught me so many things too, but the most important one was to love unconditionally. My love for you has grown so much that at times it scares me, but knowing that you're sleeping right beside me gives me the serenity I need. Thank you for loving me even when things seemed to be going against us. Thank you for supporting me and being my rock when I needed it the most. Thank you, my darling Dimitri."

Chris came up and handed Micah the ring. Micah took a deep breath as he blinked back the tears and so did I. I glanced down at Damien and he too was blinking a couple of times.

"I, Micah Anderson, take you, Dimitri Sorin, to be my husband, my partner in life and my one true love. I promise you that my love for you will never perish, even in those storm filled days. I will trust you and honor you with my life. I will laugh and cry with you and be the man you need and deserve by your side. I promise that if someone were to come between us, I will not castrate you but I will beat the leaving shit out of the... sorry." Everyone was laughing as Micah blushed crimson.

Micah chuckled and looked up to meet my eyes. His eyes were filled with joy and love for me I gasped a little. "I love you, my beloved, and will love you till the end of my days. As I place this ring on your finger, my heart is yours forever and a day." He leaned down and kissed my hand, a smile on his lips as he looked up.

"If anyone here has any reasons as to why these two should not be joined in Holy Matrimony, let him speak now or forever hold his peace." I think I saw the priest glaring at anyone who would dare speak up. It was nice to know we had a man of God on our side.

"In accordance with the laws in the sovereign state of New York, I now pronounce you husband and husband, you may kiss each other."

The church erupted in cheers and laughter as I grabbed Micah and kissed him passionately. He was mine now, nothing and no one was going to change that.

We parted and everyone came to congratulate us. I looked back and my dad was gone, figures. Everyone wished us happiness and joy in our new life. We left the church and went to the reception. It was crazy how many people came to celebrate with us. By the end of it, all I wanted as to go to bed with my husband. Sleep was far from my mind though.

I carried Micah to our bedroom and placed him on the bed. He was smiling up at me, his eyes expressing everything he was feeling at the moment. Desire was one of the many emotions we had in common right now. I crawled into bed and we started kissing. He hugged his arms around my neck and bit my earlobe.

He whispered, "I need you, Dimitri. Please show me how much you love me." Micah licked my ear and I surrendered to him.

I pushed him on his back and crawled on top of him, I made slow passionate love to my beloved on our wedding night.

A few months later...

I was pacing the waiting room while Damien was carrying one of the sleeping twins on his arms. He kept telling me to calm down, but I just couldn't. A month after our wedding, Micah and I had travelled around the United States, looking for the best optometrist so he could check Micah and tell us if he would ever see again. Micah's doctor had told us that after the recent trauma Micah had suffered that it was possible that the sight had sort of recovered. I was calling bullshit from the moment he said that but I was also hopeful that he was telling the truth. Now we were in California and Micah had just had his third major surgery.

Please, God, if you can hear me... I prayed and waited for any sort of news.

A few hours later, the optometrist came out and I practically ran to him.

"How is he?"

"He's coming off the anesthesia right now. We will let him rest and tomorrow morning we'll know if the surgery was a success." The doctor shook my hand and walked away.

Damien came over and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. Emily, Chris, and Drake were waiting with the kids outside the hospital.

"Everything will be alright, little brother." He rubbed my arms up and down, calming my nerves.

The next morning, I was up and pacing the waiting room until one of the nurses came over and escorted me to Micah's room. I was having a déjà vu as I entered the room and saw Micah in bandages. The anger of that time was threatening to come to surface but I reminded myself that Xavier was behind bars now. I walked over to the side of Micah's bed and reached for his hand.

The doctor greeted me and Damien, who apparently had followed behind me. I was feeling anxious but at the same time excited as the doctor reached for the bandages and began removing them.

"What do you want to see when you open your eyes?" I asked him.

Micah smiled and sighed, "You." It was a mere whispered but my heart skipped much needed beats. I held my breath as the last bandage came off and Micah sat there with his eyes closed.

"Open your eyes, Micah." The doctor said and I could feel everyone's nerves on edge as he slowly opened his eyes.

Micah had a worried look on his face as he blinked twice then three more times. Fear was creeping in to the pit of my stomach that the surgery hadn't worked. I knew that Micah would be devastated, but I would be there for him till the end of time. I was looking down at our clasped hands and heard a small gasp.

I looked up to see Micah's teary eyes staring right at me. The thin white figment that had blocked Micah's eyesight for years was gone. His deep blue eyes looked almost black as he stared back at me.

Tears streamed down his cheeks as he reached forward and felt my face and pulled me to him, kissing me fully on the lips. He chuckled and kissed me passionately. We didn't say anything as we held each other, our eyes caressing each other and doing the talking.

"I love you, Micah." I said as I looked into his expression filled eyes. I didn't need to hear him say it for I could see the love he had for me in his eyes.

~The End ~

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