David closed his eyes, not wanting to see what was happening. His stomach knotted even more, feeling his best friend's lips on his own. He felt like vomiting. Fags were perverted sickos. And now his best friend was one of them. And apparently, everyone thought that he was too!
But then something happened. It was like a switch was thrown in David's mind. Suddenly, the kiss didn't seem all that bad. In fact, it felt pretty good. And before he knew it, he was kissing Matt back with passion. He opened his eyes and smiled at his new husband. He loved Matt so much. He still remembered his old life, but he preferred this one. He hated himself for how he treated gays back in high school and college. As he remembered, some of them were kinda cute. If only he had been gay back then, he might have hooked up with them. He continued smiling, thinking back to all the hot guys he remembered seeing throughout his life, but none of them could compare to the stud he married. He really was a lucky man.
"Come on, baby," David said, grabbing a hold of Matt's hand and leading him down the aisle.
"Ah, to be in love," Loki said to himself, with a smile.