Steve brought out coffee and brandy as Edward brought the David's, Becka, and Brad into the living room with dessert.
"I just never understood what the big hullabaloo was always about," Edward was saying, as he the chocolate cake. "I have three sisters, each wedding bigger than the last."
"You can't just ask what the big deal is," Becka said. "Every woman dreams of their wedding day since they're little girls."
"Oh I'm happy for you darling, don't get me wrong. I just wonder, is it as big of a deal for little straight boys as it is for little straight girls?" All eyes turned to Brad.
"Well," said Brad, swigging his coffee and brandy. "I guess it's just something I always knew I'd have to do. Eventually."
"And who said romance was dead?" Edward teased.
"I get what you mean, though," Other David offered. "Maybe it's because I grew up knowing it was never going to be an option for me, I just didn't give it any thought."
"I love you, babe," said David. "I don't need a piece of paper to tell me that."
"Or you just need to believe that to justify being a Log Cabin Republican," muttered Brad.
"He's right babe. Think about it if it were legalized. No gay kid would have to grow up feeling it was never an option. Because it would be. Think of how that could impact the gay community in the future."
"Politics aside, you cannot deny that the conservative right is the moral majority. And isn't it a bit hypocritical to ask them to change their beliefs for us? For something most of us don't even really want, no matter how much the liberal media will say that we do."
"I want it," said Steve, biting into a piece of cake. "And I have ever since I was a little boy."
"You have?" Edward asked, putting his arm around him.
"I always knew that I was gay. And so whenever we played house in kindergarten I always played wife."
"Gender roles," teased Other David.
"Yeah, but I never felt like ‘a wife,' y'know? I always knew that when I grew up, it'd be me and another man. And we'd have a simple ceremony, surrounded by people we loved and who loved us for who we were."
"I don't remember you and Bruce ever having talked about a ceremony," said David.
"We never did," said Steve. "I'm still waiting."
Edward kissed Steve on the forehead and fed him some of his cake.
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