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A/N: So this was a request I got on tumblr and I wrote it pretty quickly. I think it's okay. I just couldn't get Punk quite right. Anyways, I hope everyone enjoys it and leaves a review, perhaps? :)

"Anyone want to zip me up?!" Eve yelled throughout the chaos. There were bridesmaids zipping back and forth between their dressing area and the bride's, groomsmen looking for their bow ties and the flower girl who insisted on throwing around rose petals before the wedding had even begun. In short, it was a complete disaster waiting to happen. She knew she needed to get everyone in order but first she needed to get her own damn dress on!

"Okay, someone zip up my dress now!" She said frantically as she felt the material sliding down her body. Great, she could now add a possibly nude woman to the the mix.

Suddenly she felt her hair being gently pushed over her shoulder and the dress being zipped up. The person's fingers lingering on her exposed shoulders. She turned and began thanking them until she saw it was him. "Oh, it's you."

Punk just rolled his eyes at her. "It's nice to see you too, Torres."

"Isn't there some sort of rule against this."

He just shrugged, "You should know by now that I don't listen to the rules." She couldn't help but smile a little and shake her head. Typical Punk. "You do know that only half of your face has make up right?" He said with a small smirk.

Eve blushed, "I knew I forgot something..." He chuckled a little.

"You look good no matter what, but I figured you should know before you go out there looking like a clown."

She smiled, "Wait, was there a real compliment in there?" He rolled his eyes.

"Well, it is my wedding day. I figured I should play nice for a little until this damn thing is over." He tugged at his bow tie, obviously uncomfortable. Weddings were never really his thing, especially big ones but he did it for his fiancee.

"Good choice. I guess I should go finish my make up, and hopefully get people to stop fucking around."

Punk nodded and began walking away. He only turned around once to say, "See you out there." She had known him long enough to hear the underlying question.

She pecked him on the lips quickly, "Of course. I'm not planning on leaving you at the alter." He smiled a real genuine smile.

"Good, now try not to get make up on that pretty white dress of yours, Torres. I'm not going through this whole ordeal again just because someone's clumsy."

She just rolled her eyes. "I love you too." With that she walked way, weaving in between people to finish getting ready for one of the biggest days of her life.