Touched Chapter 107: Getting Ready

“Ok honey, I have everything ready to go.” Jasmine said as she lead the way up to the kitchen. “Bri, do you mind if I spread myself out here a little?” She asked in her deep voice as she walked into the kitchen and gestured for you to sit down on the chair she had pulled out for you.

“Not at all, baby cakes, you take all the space you need!” Brian replied as he sashayed past, sassy hand up, as he made his way over to the counter to get nibbles and drinks ready. 

“I know you said you’re too nervous to eat but I’m gonna MAKE you have something because, lord, I wouldn’t be able to handle it if you fainted while walking down the aisle!” Brian said as he waved his hands about animatedly. 

“I won’t pass out I promise.” You said with a laugh.

“I am not taking any chances!” Brian said as he picked up some food on a plate and bought it over to you. “Hold up, let me get you a drink!” He said excitedly as he ran back to the counter. 

“He’s been so excited for this day to come.” Jasmine said softly with a smile as she pinned your hair back and wiped your face down ready to apply the make up. 

“I bet.” You replied with a smile, “hey Bri, you are 100% welcome to take the spotlight today, I’m really not a spotlight person.”

“Oh, you KNOW imma bus down thotianna when it comes to the reception dance.” Brian called from where he was mixing drinks at the kitchen sink. 

“Ok, baby-cakes, we ready to make you look Beyoncé at the superbowl?” Jasmine asked you.

“WAIT!” Brian screeched suddenly, flicking his hands up before running over to you and Jasmine. “I need to PRAY!”

“There are a LOT of prayers happening today.” You thought with an internal laugh. 

“I’m gonna pray a prayer for every damn thing today, ain’t no bad juju or karma gonna turn their stank eye on today, no sir!” Brian said sternly as he clicked his fingers in a Z shape. “Ok ladies, let’s hold hands.” He said as he reached out for both your and Jasmine’s hands.

“Dear Beyoncé, I bring before you today our queen Y/N, may her foundation match her neck, may her concealer be creaseless and may her eyeliner be sharp enough to kill a man, amen.” 

“Amen.” You and Jasmine repeated.

“Thanks Bri.” You said with a smile.

“Oh, anytime sugarplum,” he said as he turned and went back to the kitchen counter.

“Oh! Bri-honey, what are you wearing today? Are you making your own outfit too?” Jasmine asked Brian as she applied the holding serum to your face. 

“Oh you bet, honey-bunch, I’m making a pink sequence PERFECTION to wear.” Brian said as he pulled his phone out and flicked to a picture to show you and Jasmine. “This is the inspiration.” He added proudly.

“Oooooo, Fancy.” You coo’d.

“That’s going to be a show stopper.” Jasmine commented as she mixed the foundation to the right skin tone for you. 

“Right?” Brian said with a flamboyant hand flick, “I’m making a matching pink sequence g-string too.” He said as he touched his fingers to his lips as if he had just said something scandalous. 

“Oh my god.” You gasped, closing your mouth quickly as Jasmine applied the make up before opening your mouth again. “Bri that’s very uh…”

“Sexy.” Jasmine finished for you in her baritone voice. “I like a man who can rock a G.” 

“Right babes?” Brian said happily, “Anthony likes it too.” 

“I DON’T WANT TO KNOWWWW.” You wailed, “that’s my blood uncle you’re talking about and I don’t need images in my headddd!” 

“Oh. My. God!” Brian punctuated excitedly, “I have just had the BEST idea! Beyoncé could never…” 

“I have high hopes for this idea then.” Jasmine said as she drew contour lines on your face. 

“This is the BEST idea I’ve ever had!” Brian continued, then looked at you, “honey bunny sweet pie.” He coo’d softly.

“Oh no.” Jasmine whispered, “he’s going for the lengthy nickname approach.” 

“Yes Bri?” You asked dubiously as you popped an eye open to look at him. 

“How about, if I make YOU, a MATCHING pink g-string set to wear today as well!!” He asked with pure gay excitement.

“Bri! No! I can’t-.”

“BRI! YES YOU CAN!” He squealed, not taking no for an answer. 

“Nooooooo.” You wailed.

“YAAAAASSSSSS!” He replied, “honey imma make you irresistible!” 

“Bri I don’t need a g-string.” You cried.

“Honey, YES. YOU. DO. Now hush that pretty little mouth of yo-.”

Then he paused.

“Jazzie-Pooh is that candy yum yum?” He asked the gorgeous girl, referring to the colour of the lipstick she was applying to your lips. 

“Yeah baby-bun, mixed with chatterbox.” Jasmine replied with a wink.

“God, I love that combination.” Brian moaned, then turned to you again to continue your conversation. 

“-let me make it for you!” Brian said, turning to the table beside you and activating his quirk, creating the pink g-string instantly. 

“No wait! But what if it doesn’t fit?!” You asked as you kept one eye open and puckering your lips to smear the lipstick around as Jasmine then dabbed furiously at your face, applying something else.

“I’ve made it tie up!” Brian announced proudly, “one size fits all queens.” 

“I don’t know about this, Bri,” you said hesitantly. 

“Look!” He said, holding his g-string creation up for you to see. “Please wear it for me smoochie-shnookums.” He said, giving you puppy dog eyes. 

“Briiiiii.” You wailed as you closed that eye so Jasmine could dab over it. “Ok fiiiine.” 

“I LOVE YOU!” He screamed excitedly. “Hawks’s mind is going to be BLOWN!” 

“I bet it is… and probably not for the same reasons that Brian thinks.” You thought with a giggle.

After getting your hair and makeup done by Jasmine you took Brian’s hand made (literally) g-string and put it on in the bathroom.

It was made of soft cotton, with silk ties for the sides.

“I guess if I tie it in a double knot it will be fine?” You thought as you tied one side then the other. “It’s silk so it might slip down if I don’t tie it properly.”

You did your best and tied it tight, wiggling your backside a bit to see if it slipped or anything.

“Nah this should be fine.” You thought with a smile. “Pretty comfy though? For a g-string.”

You [pulled wedding pants up/wedding dress down] and adjusted yourself before you let yourself out of the bathroom. 

Brian has just finished making himself his suit and he strutted out from his bedroom, striking all kinds of poses for you to see.

“Bri! You look gorgeous!” You gasped, clapping your hands together excitedly. 

“You mean, FABULOUS!” He corrected. 

“Pooh bear, you’re a stunner!” Jasmine said in her deep voice as she popped her head around the corner. “Come here let me make your face like the cover of the vogue magazines.” 

“Yes PLEASE, QUEEN! UGH!” Brian said flamboyantly as he sashayed towards her and into the kitchen, “Damn, I make some comfy g-strings, right babes?” He called to you as you came back into the room.

You blushed heavily with embarrassment but nodded. 

“Mmhmm.” You hummed bashfully. 

“Ok pooh-pooh, hold still now I gotta keep to time and we’re running out of it.” Jasmine said as she started applying the makeup to Brian’s face. 

“Honey never ask a guy with winged eyeliner why he’s late, perfection takes time.” Brian said knowingly as he closed his eyes for Jasmine to work her magic. 

Just then Hawks texted you.

“How’s everything going on your end, baby? Anthony and I are done, we’re playing cards now” He texted.

“We’re all good here.” You sent back, “I’m all finished, Brian is just getting his makeup done now then we’ll be on our way.” 

“Can’t wait to see you.” Hawks sent back, along with a row of red hearts and one randomly placed eggplant emoji.

“HAWKS WHY IS THERE AN EGGPLANT EMOJI IN THAT LAST TEXT?!” You replied. 

All he replied with was the smiling devil face.

You giggled and shook your head. 

“He’s always got that one thing on his mind.”

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