The Ging Father
Leorio gayzed at himself in the mirror. I am beautiful, he thought. He wore a long white frilly wedding dress, gracefully highlighting his figure. His makeup was done- his lashes were long and his face contoured. He slipped on his heels and quickly jogged to the car to take him to the church, where his beloved was waiting for him.
The church was packed with their fiends. Leorio went to Sheffield Harem University to study medicine, but had been friends with many of the Armed Detective Agency in secondary school, and had quickly become friends with the Oxbridge students through meeting them at one of their many parties. Everyone thought highly of Leorio, and had voted him to be a student representative despite not going to his school.
Leorio arrived at the church and began to make his walk down the aisle. The music swelled the further he went, Chuuya’s voice floating and reverberating throughout the hall. Leorio was nervous, but excited to make his vows to the one he loved most in this world.
He was just passing Shu, his belly swollen with the growth of the ever-growing Atsushi, when suddenly the doors burst open and a man staggered through.
“Stop! Gon!” the man shouted.
The mysterious man jogged up to Leorio.
“Gon!” the man greeted him and pulled Leorio into a hug. “I’m back,” he whispered, then raised his voice, “just in time for your wedding!”
“W-w-what?!? Who are you?” Leorio spluttered. He felt confusion fall over him. Had he gotten Leorio and Gon confused? Leorio secretly felt proud to be mixed up with the smart and handsome young man that was Gon, however he refused to show this.
“Gon, I am your father,” the man said seriously.
“Wait, you’re Ging Freecs?” Leorio turned to the voice; it was the voice of his beloved, Kurapika, who waited at the alter, alongside Killua who was best man. Leorio thought Kurapika looked very handsome in his tuxedo, and began to blush.
“I suppose that does make sense,” Tamaki began. “I mean they do look very similar- the spikey black hair and brown eyes. They look more similar than Mori and Mori do- did,” Tamaki had to correct himself quickly, and turned to look apologetically at the remaining Mori, who smiled and nodded in forgiveness.
“Then Ging is my father!” Leorio gasped. “Daddy! You’ve come back from the shop after 15 years! I thought you didn’t love me!”
“I’ll always love you Gon, you’re my boyo after all.”
“Daddy,” Leorio moaned in elated happiness. “Please walk me down the isle, it is my wedding day after all.”
“Of course ma boi,” Ging replied happily, eager to please the boi he thought to be his son.
Ging offered his arm out to Leorio, who took it. They continued their walk down the isle, with the sounds of Tamaki crying at how beautiful the reunion between the father and son was in the background to Chuuya’s silky voice.
They finally reached the isle, where Kurapika embraced his husband-to-be, and went on to make their vows.
The ceremony went without incident, though Leorio did mistakenly try to kiss the priest instead of his partner.
The wedding was a success, and everyone threw confetti as the couple emerged from the church, except Kalluto who wasn’t allowed.