Who Ya Gonna Call?!

"So I'm just a fling?" he asked teasingly, wrapping his arms around Mars.

He unhooked Priestly's arm and wiggled out of his grasp.

"Stop touching me!" He barked. "But no, you're not a...fling."

"But I want to touch you," he said, pouting. "And if I'm not a fling, what am I?"

"Too bad." He replied simply. However, the second question was harder to answer.

"You're..." He began, fishing for the right term. "...my..."

"Fuck buddy," he supplied.

"One, watch your language!" He pinched Priestly's cheek. "Second, no, I like you more than that."

"Friend with benefits?" he asked, chuckling. "Be careful not to get me hot here, Mars--this is wedding, you know."

"It's not my fault you can't control your unholy urges." He said half teasingly. "But again, no, I like you more than that."

He licked his lips.

"Don't tempt me. Suitor, then?"

"Hm, no. Not quite."

"Lover?~" he cooed in a suggestive tone.

Mars looked away, blushing.

"Maybe."

"Future husband?" he persisted.

"It's too soon to even think about that sort of thing!" Mars insisted.

He nuzzled him gently.

"But I want to marry before I get old."

"It's not my fault you're an old man." Mars shoved him away. "Now, I have work to do."

He laughed.

"That was harsh, Marsy--unless you have a thing for old guys..."

He glared and began to walk away, so he could talk to the bridge.

He followed closely, wrapping his arm around Mars.

He elbowed Priestly, glaring at him.

"Hello!" He called cheerily to the bride. "You're looking quite lovely!"

"You're my date," whispered Priestly fondly. "Act like it."

The bride turned around, blushing.

"Ah! Are you two Derek's guests?" She sneaked a strawberry off of the buffet table, eating it with relish. "Don't tell anyone I'm out here, but I'm starving--no time for breakfast this morning, and it's really my wedding." She smiled shyly. "Derek's parents are gone and all, so it's mainly been my work with a little help from Mom."

Mars grinned.

"Yes, I can tell! I wish I could have met you sooner, but Derek is so protective of you." He chuckled softly.

She nodded.

"Well, he loves me...he's the best, but you probably already know that."

"He's a great person." He paused. "Except, he was acting strangely the other day..."

She raised her eyebrows, frowning.

"R-really?...he's not going to leave me at the altar, is he?"