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Seungmin was sitting infront of a big rectangle mirror with little light bulbs adorning it.
𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳… 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, he thought.
Seungmin then heard chatter in the background. It wasn’t loud, but loud enough to disrupt him of his mischievous thoughts.
𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥?
“-min!”, someone was calling his name. He didn’t want to know what going on, or who was calling his name, important thing is, is that he isn’t worrying about anything right now. Not in the setting he is.
Even thought he is just sitting in a chair—which he also planned on stealing—he felt comfort. Not worrying about taxes, future plans, past mistakes, and other things that would one hundred percent send him into a frenzy.
But outside his thoughts, outside the peaceful setting he was in, the whole world—according to him—was ending, because of all the chattering and loudness.
Then someone came in into his frame, Hyunjin.
“Hey, min! You there?”, he asked checking if Seungmin was there with him by waving his hand infront of him.
He then snapped back to reality, and when he did, everything he tried avoiding came in into his brain like truck. It wasn’t a gently get-back-to-reality, it was as if a meteor crashed onto his car while he was driving to get coffee.
He saw himself looking like a star. His hair was styled in a sleek, voluminous manner, with soft layers that framed his face, enhancing his youthful features. The top section was subtly teased to add height, while the sides were neatly tucked behind his ears for a clean finish. A glossy pomade was used to create a sophisticated sheen, giving his dark locks a healthy, vibrant appearance.
His face was washed with warm, undertones of make up. The highlighter that was added to his cheeks and eyes glimmered with the help of the lightbulbs that were attached to the big mirror.
And his lips. Oh his lips. His lips were ejected by a soft bright shade of pink. What would Minho do when he sees his lips? Would he kiss them until the make-up was all smudged? Would he bite them? Would he kiss him breathless? Would he-
Oh, that’s right. Where 𝘞𝘢𝘴 Minho anyway?
He quickly stood up from white chair he was sitting in, ignoring Hyunjin telling him not to, and tripped over a bunch of shoes that were left on the floor.
He fell with a groan. 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬! 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳?! He rubbed his side, and stood up. He reached for the nearest door and opened it. He needed to find Minho to find out what was going on.
As soon as he opened the door, someone was also coming in, which resulted in him and the stranger on the floor, both rubbing their heads.
They both groaned in pain, and the he saw his brother—Chan—rubbing his head to sooth the pain on his own head.
Chan stood up first, fixing and dusting the suit he was wearing, offering his hand out to Seungmin. He accepted it and Chan lifted him up.
He gave him a small smile before asking, “Where are you going? You’re not finished yet.”
He tilted his head in confusion wondering what he was taking about.
“I don’t know why he suddenly stood up! I was checking if he was here with us, because he seemed out of place!” , Hyunjin defended himself.
Reached for his hand again and he took it. He lead Seungmin back to his chair, but this time he wasn’t able to go back o that peace, he was quite with them. Seungmin looked at Chan who was heading to the couch where Jeongin was sitting, wearing a similar suit to the one Chan was wearing.
Chan slouched back and crossed his arms, while Jeongin was playing a game on his phone. He then caught a glimpse of Hyunjin in the mirror wearing the same suit as the other two, except for himself.
His eyes then trailed back to look at him own reflection when Hyunjin asked him, “Do you like it?”
“Like what?”, he tilted his head looking for whatever Hyunjin was taking about. “Your hair silly! I did it! Did I do a good job?”, Hyunjin grinned brightly.
Seungmin turned his head from side to inspect his hair. “It’s good. But why? It’s not my birthday today, not yours, then why are you all fancy, while I’m in the making of being fancy? Is it a hangout or something?”, he asked, clueless.
“ It’s your wedding day silly!”
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“Ah fuck! It’s not right!”
“What do you mean?! It’s perfect!”
Minho turned his head from side to side, and then turned to Felix, who was watching him attentively. “Does this look right to you?!”, He grumbled pointing to his hair looking for whatever problem he was talking about.
His hair looked perfect according to him. His dark locks were meticulously tousled, creating a textured, windswept look that exuded an effortless cool. The sides were elegantly slicked back, giving a sharp contrast to the voluminous top, which was left slightly longer and styled into soft, cascading waves. Subtle highlights added depth and dimension, catching the light with every movement. To enhance the overall look, a few strands were playfully swept across his forehead, framing his face and highlighting his features.
“Uhhh… it seems right to me hyung. Why? You don’t like it?”
“It’s not that! It’s that this midget doesn’t know how to do shit!”
“ hey!”, Jisung shot him a glare in which Minho ignored.
Minho walked up to Felix, grabbed his forearm and guided him to fix his hair. Felix did nothing and just reassured him that it was ‘okay’, but Minho was not having it.
“It’s nice hyung, you’re just overreacting!”, Changbin said rummaging into the closet that was in the corner of the room.
Minho sat back down, defeated. “ Felix-ah, come do my make-up, my hair is already shit, I don’t need my face to be looking like his.” Felix grabbed the make-up bag from the couch and sighed, heading towards Minho.
He set the make-up bag down starting working on his face.
“You better not make me look like Jisung or Changbin, you’ll regret it.”
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“My wedding day?”
Hyunjin hummed in response.
That’s right. It was his wedding day.
He was gonna be spending his whole life with his one and only Lee Minho.
Then the peace in him shattered. Then he started panicking.
“What?! Well then, I don’t look like I’m getting married!”, Seungmin frantically stood up and starting walking circles around the room.
Hyunjin put his hands on his hips. “But you said it was good!”
“Yeah but what about this!?”, He pointed down to his outfit with both hands. He was wearing a navy shirt and navy basketball shorts.
“Oh don’t worry, we have a suit for you,” he pointed to the suit that was hanging by Hanger on the opened closet.
Seungmin's gold and white wedding suit exuded elegance Just by looking at it.
The jacket, a striking gold with a subtle sheen, featured intricate white embroidery along the lapels and cuffs, adding a touch of intricate detail. Underneath, a crisp white shirt that provided a classic contrast, with a high collar. The fitted trousers mirrored the jacket’s golden hue, tapering gracefully to his shoes that were on the floor, which were polished to perfection. Completing the look, a delicate white silk bow tie added a touch of charm, while a small floral boutonniere in soft pastel shades pinned to his lapel brought a romantic flair.
what would Minho wear?…
“Now, I need to go a little bit more into detail in your lips, so if you could please sit back down, it would be great!”, Hyunjin pleaded with his hands on a praying pose.
Seungmin signed and sat back down on the white leather chair. Hyunjin then proceeded to use a darker shade of pink on the centre of both his lips. Since Hyunjin was hunching over to apply the Make-up to his lips, he got a better view on the suit he was wearing, and how majestic he looked.
Hyunjin’s suit, a striking blend of elegance and modern flair, featuring a deep navy fabric that glimmers subtly under the light. The tailored jacket boasts sharp lapels, perfectly fitted to accentuate his frame, while intricate gold embroidery traces the seams, adding a regal touch. The crisp white shirt underneath peeks through, enhancing the overall sophistication, and a slim, patterned tie complements the ensemble beautifully. The trousers are tailored to perfection, offering a sleek silhouette that flows effortlessly with every movement. His polished shoes reflect his attention to detail, embodying a timeless charm that perfectly matches the grandeur of the occasion.
“would look so stupid wearing this compared to you, Hyunjin.” He commented. Hyunjin just chuckled not trying to smudge Seungmin’s make-up. “Oh yeah, talking about the other boys, I haven’t seen Minho yet, I wonder what he will look like,” Hyunjin inserted.
“I went to sneak a peek at him and the other boys, and he looks like angel. We all know he isn’t, but damn, he looked good!” Chan added from behind them. “And Seungmin was right, Jisung looks stupid!” Chan laughed.
Seungmin was just staring ahead, admiring his features. “You think hyung will like it?” Hyunjin hummed in response. “I will make you look good just so I can see him cry.” Hyunjin smirked and Seungmin frowned. But Seungmin was also one hundred percent sure that Hyunjin would be bawling.
Seungmin the caught a glimpse of Chan in the mirror, just staring at him, at first he thought he was staring at Hyunjin—his husband—but he was staring so hard Seungmin concluded that he was staring at him. I mean, Who wouldn’t stare at their little brother getting married? Their pride and joy, their other half?
“Stop staring, you look like a creep hyung .” He told him off. But Chan just stared a bit longer before he resorted to him phone.
Jeongin must be looking as stupid as Jisung He chuckled breathily at the thought. “What are you thinking about?” Hyunjin grinned and raised his left eyebrow up and down. “Ugh, you’re so weird.” Seungmin made a face at him.
“Jeongin, stand up please.” He called to Jeongin, but Jeongin was unwilling and scoffed in response. “Why? So you can’t make fun of me being in a suit? No thanks.” Jeongin went back to the game he was playing on his phone. Seungmin huffed angrily at his failed attempt at making Jeongin stand up so he can get a better look.
Hyunjin was adding the finishing touches according to him on Seungmin’s lips. “There!” He moved away from him and stood behind the chair. “Do you like it?” Hyunjin smiled at his piece of work. “Now Hyung wouldn’t even dare to leave you kiss-less!”, and Hyunjin was right, at least that’s what both of them thought.
His lips looked a little darker form the first sighting he had, they also looked glossier, and glitterier.
Seungmin moved his lips a little t trying to get every angle of them. “They’re nice hyung”, Seungmin praised him. Hyunjin turned around to face Chan, and turned Seungmin’s char around with him to get Chan’s opinion.
“Yeobo, what do think?” Chan looked away from his phone and went back to staring at Seungmin’s face. He lifted his right thumb and agreed that he indeed looked good.
Hyunjin turned his chair back to facing the mirror and whispered. “ I’m gonna make you the most beautiful man in the world!” He whispered yelled. “ Ready to try on your suit?”
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Felix moved away from Minho’s frame so he can take a better look at his face on the mirror. “Is this fine hyung?”, Felix asked trying his luck. Minho inspected his face in the mirror, humming look for something to judge. He raised his hand to high-five Felix, and Felix did.
“It’s good lix-ah!”, he cheered. Minho got up, took yhe suit from its hanging place, and entered the changing room.
“How long do we have?” He asked for the time from the changing room. “Since you’re the one thats’ waiting in the altar, you have 45 minutes. We go first so, we have 40, and your husband has 50. There’s nothing to worry about hyung.” Changbin answered, his mouth full of grapes and pastries.
“He’s not my husband yet!” Minho called out while chigre long was heard inside the changing room. “And why are you guys still not ready? Are the others ready yet?” He asked why the younger boys were not in their suits.
“We were helping you, so we didn’t have time, but we will change once you come out hyung .” Jisung defend all of them. “Channie hyung came in like 20 minutes ago to check on us, and he had his suit on. Maybe the others do too.”
“You think Seungmin has his on?” Minho called out.
“I don’t think so, you know he gets frantic and stuff because everything has to be perfecta according to him.” Felix doubted.
More shuffling was coming out from the changing room, and finally, Minho stepped out, trying to seem rich by playing with his suit jacket.
Everyone was shocked at how good he looked.
He looked composed, and a cool aura radiated off of him. Minho’s wedding suit embodies a captivating blend of classic and contemporary styles, featuring a striking white jacket that radiates elegance and sophistication. The jacket is tailored to perfection, with sharp, structured shoulders and a fitted waist that accentuates his physique. Intricate navy blue accents trim the lapels and pockets, adding a pop of color and a modern twist to the classic silhouette. Beneath the jacket, a crisp white shirt provides a fresh contrast, while a navy blue tie, adorned with subtle patterns, completes the look with refined flair. The trousers are impeccably tailored, falling in a sleek line that complements the jacket’s structured design. His shiny and polished shoes that shimmered under the light and did not reveal his ankles.
Felix turned around and stopped eating the grapes with Changbin and looked at him. “Damn hyung, you look good…”, Felix commented, grapes falling from his grip.
“Go change now, you guys go first remember?”
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“Wow…”
Seungmin came out of the changing room looking like an angel that was Thrown out of heaven for looking too good. “Did heaven lose one of its angels?…”, Chan’s eyes seemed to glow just by looking at Seungmin.
Seungmin was radiating thanks to the gold sheen on his white suit. He chuckled shyly thanks to the comments. He quickly covered his smile and coughed, diverting the others off their trance.
“Oh it’s nothing special, but it sure is comfortable.” He tried sneaking peek at the back my turning his head. Chan stepped forward and grabbed his hands.
“You look like a fucking angel, don’t say ‘it’s nothing special’ ‘cause it is. Now I don’t want to get emotional and spill my speech, but, I mean it Seungmin. You look Like a falling angel.” Tears were threatening to fall form Chan’s eyes, and the Hyunjin gripped his shoulder gently. “Now don’t cry, I don’t want Seungmin getting all emotional too and ruin his makeup.”
Chan sniffled and wiped the tears off his eyes.
Then a knock on door. Jeongin, still mesmerized by the beauty radiating from Seungmin asked who was behind the door.
“It’s Jisung! And the others minus Minho hyung. We wanna see Seungmin!” He tried to shuffle the door open but Jeongin opened it first, Causing him to stumble his way in. Luckily he didn’t bump into anyone because Seungmin held his hands that were supporting his body weight.
“Oh sorry Seungmin-”, The older boy looked up and met the youngers’ eyes.
“Where’s Seungmin ?”, Jisung looked for the younger boy, turning his head from side to side.
Hyunjin smacked his head from behind him and crossed his arms. “He’s infront of you, you dumbass. Also, we were talking about how stupid you’d look, and damn we were right. You do look stupid.”
Jisung groaned in pain and Hyunjin laughed at his misery. Jisung looked again at the boy infront of him and gasped. The other boys that were with him—Felix and Changbin—gasped with him.
Jisung and the other 2 boys that came with crowded Seungmin, leaving ghost touches behind on Seungmin’s body. For them, he was too delicate to touch.
“Are you even real?”, Jisung covered his mouth and removed it again holding the taller boys’ hands. “Baby, Minho does not deserve you. You should marry me instead, is it too late to leave him? Do I have a chance?” Jisung dramatically fake fainted.
Then Felix took his hands, holding back tears. “Minho Hyung looks good, but you?… are you a piece of art? Should I even be touching you?…” Felix gave him a smile and moved back with the others. Now it was Changbin’s turn to approach him. He didn’t take his hands, instead he patted his shoulder.
“Minho is in good hands, but you’re not, he does not deserve you. I’m going to be real with you. Marry Jisung. He’s stupid but will treat you right. Hyung is not worthy of you, you’re basically untouchable.” Changbin hugged him and went back with the others took look at him from afar.
Seungmin clasped his hands in front of him and smiled. The others returned the smile, and Jisung fake cried.
Seungmin walked to Jisung and held his hands. “For now, you’ll be my husband okay? I will be hyung’s later, but right now I’m yours. Spend this time well Jisung-ah~”, Jisung stood behind beside him and grinned. “He’s mine now guys, so back off.” Seungmin chuckled and held his hand even harder. “Sure thing yeobo.” He kissed Jisung’s cheek in which Jisung responded as the happiest man on earth.
“You all complimented me but one person.” Seungmin looked behind Chan. And There was Jeongin, his mouth gaping open and stars in his eyes. The others turned and looked at the person he was talking about. Jeongin cleared his throat.
“Jeongin-ah. You have something to say? Seungmin tilted his head. “Oh you bet I do. Hyung, you look ridiculous.” Seungmin laughed loudly as Jeongin tried to keep his cool.
“I bet your mom is gonna flip out Minnie,” Felix changed the conversation. “Oh yeah, talking about her, I’ll see her when I’m out there. I don’t want her to see me right now, I want to surprise Her, and Minho hyung.”
They all agreed and Hyunjin clapped his hands, All eyes on him. “Talking about Hyung, we haven’t seen him.”
“I saw him, but only with his makeup on.” The oldest out of all of them combined interjected.
Jisung scoffed, realizing all the attention was now on Minho. “If you want to see his ass so bad, then go. I’m going to spend all my precious time on my husband.” He looked at seungmin and smiled.
“If he was here right now, we’d all be attending your funeral instead of this wedding. Plus, you’re gushing over his husband.” Hyunjin remarked.
“Well, let’s see him!” Chan averted all the attention to himself by his loud voice. “Jisung-ah, you better come too.”
“Ughhhh. I will!”.
As they were heading out the door, Jisung blew a kiss to Seungmin who was now seated on the white leather chair he was getting his makeup ready on. “I’ll be back my beloved!” Jisung shouted on his way out.
Seungmin just smiled.
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Minho was distracted on his phone, reading about some people arguing over the most stupidest shit in the world. He knew it was stupid, but, who cares? It’s not like Seungmin is gonna leave him for being in someone’s business.
right?
There was knowing on the door, and there is no way in heaven or hell, he was going to get up and open that door. “Come in!”, he was annoyed. The pounding on the door disrupted him.
Seven boys came in, and he quickly stood up when he saw Chan, the first one inside,He dusted his suit, and pocketed his phone.
There’s nothing to worry about so why is he nervous? Chan has seen him doing the weirdest things, so why was he worried, why was he nervous ?
He stood in the middle of the room and waited till the other boys came in. Chan reached out his hand to shake with his own, and he accepted it. Hell, when he shook it he fell as if he was going to crumple to the ground, His grip was firm. Chan gave him the kindest smile, and so did the other boys, but his grip got firmer by the second.
They pulled away and Chan now started patting his shoulder. And with each pat, he felt as if he was crumpling, as if he was going getting shorter and shorter.
what’s all this about? . But still, Chan still kept smiling. Hyunjin had to stop Chan from hits saying “it’s going to mess his suit”. Hyunjin Chans hand in his to calm him down.
Jeongin stepped up to him and hugged him, and so did Hyunjin. “So, what are you guys doing here? Is it time yet?”, Minho put his hands in his pockets. “Do you see us at the altar Hyung?” Changbin sarcastically said, and Minho shoot him a glare. “Sorry.” Changbin apologized bowing and taking a few steps back, not knowing what will happen to his future if he pressed any further.
“We came to Check up on you, and damn, your hairs’ good! You look sharp!” Hyunjin complimented him. “I know I do. How’s Seungmin?” He asked. “I asked him to marry me, and he said yes, right now, I’m his husband,” Jisung smirked. Minho shot him a glare, “I don’t see a ring on your finger,” his eyes went to catch a glimpse to Jisung’s ring finger, nothing adorning it.
“Well, thats because I’m lucky that Minnie doesn’t care about money, he just wants love.” Minho scoffed at the stupid response Jisung gave.
Changbin looked at his watch and sighed, his heart beating fast, and excited. “Well, this is a wrap. We have to go now. Hyung, You have 5 minutes before you go out. Talk to Seungmin, but remember-”
“-we can’t see each other. I know, I know. No one wants to see his ugly face.” Minho completed Changbin’s sentence rolling his eyes.
One by one, the boys started leaving, but Chan stayed behind.
Hyunjin noticed his husband wasn’t out, so he went to open the door to call him out, but it was locked. Chan had locked the door .
“Don’t hurt him!” Hyunjin yelled from the other side. “I won’t! Now go, you don’t wanna be late.” Chan yelled back.
Chan put his hands in his pockets and leaned back a little, mimicking Minho. “Minho,” “Channie Hyung”.
“Sit down, I don’t want to get you tired, you still have to stand in the altar.” Chan insisted they sit down, and so they did, Chan sitting on the other side of the Leather couch. The air was tense, but Minho was calm.
“He’s a nice kid.”
“ who? Seungmin?”
Chan lowered his eyes but Minho thought it was normal. Normally father would be the ones that would talk to the groom, but Seungmin had no father, and Chan was his step-brother. He basically was a father figure to Seungmin.
“Look, Minho, I was in the same room as him, and I swear, you don’t deserve him. I’m not gonna say anything, I just don’t want Seungmin to come in knocking down on my door, talking about some ‘Minho hyung wants a divorce’ or something like that. I trust you. I trust you that you will treat him right. But at the same time I don’t.” Chan honestly said, not a single lie behind his words.
“And that’s normal. I promise that I won’t hurt him.” Minho held his left hand out as if he was singing the anthem. “Put it down, I don’t need you to promise it to me, I need you to promise it to Seungmin, to god, and everyone behind this door.” Minho understood. He knew the second he hurt Seungmin, the next 3 hours will consist of his funeral.
It was normal for Chan to be talking to him like this. That’s why he wasn’t intimidated, plus , he was the Idiot who proposed to Hyunjin 6 months into their relationship. So he found it kinda funny on how serious he was.
He hummed in agreement and shook hands with Chan. Chan was heading out the door, when he looked back. “I’m sorry I took your time. Don’t forget to talk to Seungmin,”
“I will Hyung.”
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I wonder what Hyung is doing right now…
His phone Rang, and then his heart started beating, fast. It was Minho—well, it was horndog —he answered it with shaky hands. He started trying to seem composed, there was no way Minho was gonna make fun of him oh their wedding day. “What took you do long Hyung?” He teased. “ oh sorry, I was greeting my fans. Did you know they’re actually here to see me instead of you? Seungmin-ah? ”.
“Ha ha, very funny hyung. We don’t have enough time left thanks to whatever you were doing. Matter of fact, what were you doing anyway?”, Seungmin got up and began eating the rest of the grapes That were left, since Felix ate most of them.”
“ I already told you that I was greeting the guests, they love me more than you ” Minho still resisted to his fake answer. “Yeah, but you love me more, no?”
“Sadly…” Minho sigh heavily making Seungmin chuckle. Oh if seungmin only knew how red Minho’s ears We’re on the other line. “I’ll leave you no Hyung. Good luck, love you.”
“Good luck Seungminnie, don’t get shot!”
Seungmin ended the call continued eating his grapes.
fuck…
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The soft glow of candles flickered in the elegantly decorated venue, casting a warm light on the gathered friends and family. The gentle notes of a string quartet filled the air, creating an atmosphere of anticipation and love.
Seungmin stood just outside the entrance, heart racing, white roses in his right hand, and Chan’s arm linked on his left.
He smoothed down his tailored suit, glancing at Minho, who was waiting at the altar, a bright smile on his face. Minho’s eyes sparkled with joy, and Seungmin felt a rush of affection.
As the music began, Seungmin took a deep breath and stepped into the aisle, Chan I hand. The guests turned, and a hush fell over the crowd. He felt a wave of emotions wash over him—excitement, happiness, and a hint of nervousness. With each step, he focused on Minho, whose gaze never wavered.
Seungmin could see the love reflected in Minho's eyes, making the world around them fade away. He reached the altar, where Minho took his hand, squeezing it reassuringly. The warmth of that touch grounded him. Chan Leaned over to whisper something to Minho, and Minho smiled, even though he knew his lover was tense in the inside.
As they stood together, ready to embark on this new chapter, the officiant began to speak. Seungmin’s heart swelled, and his friends began to tear up. Seungmin mouthed the words “I love you yeobo” to Jisung, who was on Minho’s side.
The officiant cleared his throat, his voice steady and warm as he addressed the gathering.
“Dearly beloved, we are here today to celebrate the love and commitment between Kim Seungmin and Lee Minho. Love is a journey, and today marks the beginning of their adventure as partners for life.”
Seungmin and Minho exchanged glances, smiles brightening their faces. The officiant continued, “They have chosen to express their vows, promises that will guide them through the years to come.”
Minho stepped forward, his voice filled with emotion. “Seungmin, from the moment we met, you’ve brought joy and laughter into my life. I promise to support you, cherish you, and stand by your side through every challenge and triumph. You are my home, my heart, and my forever.”
Seungmin’s eyes glistened with tears as he replied, “Hyung , you are my light and my inspiration. I promise to love you unconditionally, to be your partner in all things, and to make our home a place of laughter and love. With you, I am complete.”
The officiant smiled, then turned to the couple. “Now, may I invite you to exchange rings as a symbol of your vows and your unending love.”
Infront of them, a pillow with two rings. Seungmin's wedding band is a stunning piece that combines elegance with personal significance. The band is crafted from polished white gold, featuring a delicate row of sparkling diamonds encircling the entire circumference. Each diamond is set in a way that maximizes its brilliance, creating a shimmering halo effect that catches the light beautifully.
Inside the band, his initials, "K.S.M.," are expertly engraved in a sleek, modern font, adding a personal touch that makes the ring uniquely his.
Minho's wedding band is a striking blend of classic and contemporary design. Crafted from durable platinum, the band features a refined brushed finish that contrasts elegantly with a channel of glimmering diamonds set into the outer edge. These diamonds are meticulously arranged, providing a subtle yet captivating sparkle that enhances the ring’s overall sophistication.
Inside the band, his initials "L.M.H" are carved in an elegant cursive script, adding a personal touch that signifies his commitment and love.
Seungmin picked up the simple yet elegant ring, carefully slipping it onto Minho’s finger. “With this ring, I give you my heart,” he said softly.
Minho then took the matching ring, sliding it onto Seungmin’s finger. “And with this ring, I promise you my love, today and always.”
The officiant looked at them, pride shining in his eyes. “By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you partners in life. You may kiss.”
Minho leaned in, his heart racing. Seungmin’s breath hitched with anticipation. With a gentle touch, Minho cupped Seungmin’s face, his thumb brushing softly against his cheek.
Time seemed to stand still as they drew closer, their foreheads touching for just a heartbeat. Then, in a tender yet passionate kiss, they melted into each other, sealing their vows with the warmth of their love. The world around them faded as laughter and applause erupted from their guests, but for Seungmin and Minho, it was just the two of them in that moment—filled with joy and the promise of forever.
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“Alright guys, don’t do anything, just a few kisses and that’s it.” Hyunjin warned before he left Seungmin and Minho alone in the bathroom to share a few kisses before they start and enjoy the after party.
Without thinking, Minho leaned in, holding his waist as if his husband was gonna disappear, capturing Seungmin’s lips in a soft kiss. It was sweet and lingering, a moment just for them. Seungmin melted into it, wrapping his arms around Minho’s neck.
As they pulled away, breathless, Minho brushed a strand of hair behind Seungmin’s ear. “Let’s make this a tradition—stealing kisses whenever we can.”
Seungmin laughed softly, his cheeks flushed. “I’m all for that.”
With a playful spark in his eyes, Minho leaned in again, this time deeper, their lips moving in perfect harmony. Seungmin responded eagerly, feeling the warmth of Minho’s hands on his waist, grounding him in the whirlwind of emotions.
They broke apart, foreheads resting together, sharing quiet breaths as the world outside faded away. “Just us,” Seungmin whispered.
“Always,” Minho replied, sealing their promise with another gentle kiss.
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The soft glow of fairy lights filled the backyard as laughter mingled with the faint sound of music. The after-party for Seungmin and Minho's wedding was in full swing, a beautiful chaos of friends celebrating their love.
Seungmin stood at the edge of the patio, sipping a drink, his cheeks still flushed from the excitement of the day. He watched as Minho animatedly shared stories with their friends, his expressive hands punctuating every word.
“Can you believe we actually did it?” Seungmin said, leaning against the railing, a soft smile on his lips.
Minho turned, his eyes sparkling. “Did what? Danced like fools or promised to put up with each other forever?” He laughed, the sound warm and inviting.
“Both, I think,” Seungmin replied, joining Minho at the center of the gathering. They swayed slightly to the music, their hands finding each other in the dim light.
“Do you remember the first time we danced together?” Minho asked, his voice low and teasing. “You stepped on my foot so many times.”
Seungmin feigned offense. “That was one time! And you kept moving away!”
“Only because you were so nervous!” Minho chuckled, pulling Seungmin closer.
Their friends began to chant for another dance, and Seungmin rolled his eyes, smiling. “Alright, alright, but I’m not stepping on your feet this time.”
As the music shifted to a slower tune, they moved together effortlessly, their chemistry evident. The rest of the world faded, leaving just the two of them lost in each other’s eyes.
After a moment, Minho leaned in, whispering, “I can’t believe we’re finally married. It feels surreal.”
Seungmin’s gaze softened. “It feels right. Just like this.”
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Chan stood at the front of the elegantly decorated garden, the soft glow of fairy lights creating a warm ambiance. He held the microphone, Hyunjin beside him, their fingers intertwined. A soft buzz of excitement filled the air as guests settled in, eager for the next part of the evening.
“Hello, everyone!” Chan began, a grin spreading across his face. “For those who don’t know me, I’m Chan, Seungmin’s stepbrother, and this is my amazing husband, Hyunjin.”
A round of applause erupted, and Seungmin, sitting at the head table, rolled his eyes playfully but couldn’t hide his smile.
“I just want to say how honored I am to stand here today, witnessing the love between Seungmin and Minho,” Chan continued, his voice steady. “It feels like just yesterday we were annoying each other as kids, and now look at us!”
The crowd chuckled, and Seungmin shot him a mock glare. “Keep those stories to yourself!”
Hyunjin laughed, leaning closer to Chan. “But we love those stories!”
“Fine, one quick one,” Chan said, glancing back at Seungmin. “Remember when Seungmin tried to impress a girl by singing? Let’s just say, it was a great effort, but…”
Seungmin buried his face in his hands, laughter erupting from the guests. “Okay, okay, I get it!”
“Anyway,” Chan said, regaining composure, “it’s moments like these that remind me how important family is. Seungmin, you’re not just my stepbrother; you’re a lifelong friend. And now you’ve found a partner who complements you perfectly.”
Hyunjin squeezed Chan’s hand, his voice warm. “We couldn’t be happier for you both.”
With a heartfelt look, Chan raised his glass. “Here’s to Seungmin and Minho—may your love continue to grow and flourish. Cheers!”
“Cheers!” the crowd echoed, and Seungmin raised his glass, shaking his head in amusement but filled with gratitude.
As the laughter faded, Chan leaned closer to Hyunjin, whispering, “I think that went well.”
Hyunjin smiled, his eyes bright. “You were perfect. Now let’s celebrate them!”
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Jeongin stood nervously at the front of the beautifully decorated hall, clutching the microphone as he scanned the crowd. The soft chatter faded as he cleared his throat, his heart racing.
“Hey, everyone! For those who don’t know me, I’m Jeongin, Seungmin’s best friend,” he began, his voice a mix of excitement and nerves. “I’ve had the privilege of knowing Seungmin for years, and I can honestly say he’s one of the most genuine people I know.”
Seungmin, seated at the head table next to Minho, smiled warmly, giving Jeongin an encouraging nod.
“When we first met, I was struck by his kindness and how effortlessly he could make anyone laugh,” Jeongin continued. “But what really impressed me was his determination. Whether it was school projects or life challenges, he never backed down.”
The crowd murmured in agreement, and Jeongin felt a swell of pride. “And then there’s Minho Hyunjin. The moment I saw them together, I knew they were meant to be. Minho Hyung, you balance Seungmin perfectly—together, you’re unstoppable.”
Minho smiled, a hint of emotion flickering in his eyes
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Jisung stood nervously at the front of the elegantly decorated venue, gripping the microphone with a smile that betrayed his jitters. He looked out at the sea of familiar faces and spotted Minho at the head table, his heart swelling with pride.
“Hey, everyone! I’m Jisung, Minho’s childhood friend,” he began, his voice steadying as the crowd focused on him. “It’s a huge honor to be here today, celebrating this amazing couple.”
He glanced over at Minho, who gave him an encouraging nod, and he felt a rush of nostalgia. “Hyung and I go way back. We’ve been through so much together—school, soccer games, and more than a few questionable hairstyles.” The audience chuckled, and Minho rolled his eyes playfully.
“From the moment I met him, I knew Minho had a heart of gold. He’s always been there for his friends, ready to lend a hand or share a laugh,” Jisung continued, his voice warm. “But it wasn’t until I saw him with Seungmin that I truly understood what love looks like.”
The crowd murmured in agreement, and Jisung felt a swell of emotion. “Seungmin, you bring out a side of Minho hyung that’s pure magic. The way he lights up around you is something special. You complement each other perfectly.”
Seungmin smiled brightly, glancing at Minho with affection.
“I’ve watched your relationship grow, and it inspires me,” Jisung said, his tone sincere. “You both show us what it means to support one another through thick and thin. You’re a team, and I can’t wait to see what the future holds for you both.”
With a grin, he raised his glass. “So let’s toast to Seungmin and Minho! May your lives be filled with love, laughter, and countless adventures together. Cheers!”
“Cheers!” the crowd echoed, glasses clinking as laughter filled the room.
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”And for the last speech of the night. Minho’s mother.” The DJ announced.
Minho’s mother stood at the front of the beautifully decorated hall, her heart brimming with emotion as she looked out at the crowd. The soft hum of chatter faded, and she took a deep breath, smiling at her son and Seungmin at the head table.
“Good evening, everyone! For those who don’t know me, I’m Minho’s mother,” she began, her voice warm and inviting. “It’s such a joy to celebrate this day with all of you.”
She glanced at Seungmin, who was nervously adjusting his tie, and chuckled softly. “When Minho first brought Seungmin home, I have to admit, I wasn’t sure what to expect. But the moment I met him, I knew he was something special.”
The guests nodded, some already laughing in anticipation of her next words.
“I mean, who else would show up to a family gathering in a full cosplay outfit?” she continued, a twinkle in her eye. “I remember thinking, ‘Wow, my son has really found a nerdy one!’ But honestly, it was refreshing. Seungmin embraced his passions with such enthusiasm.”
Minho groaned playfully, covering his face, while Seungmin laughed, his cheeks turning slightly pink.
“But that nerdiness?” she said, looking affectionately at Seungmin. “It’s what makes you unique. You have this incredible ability to light up a room with your laughter and your love for the things you cherish. And that’s exactly what you brought into Minho’s life.”
Her voice softened. “You’ve made him happier than I’ve ever seen him, and for that, I am so grateful.”
“Together, you two are a perfect match—Minho’s adventurous spirit and Seungmin’s creative flair. You balance each other beautifully,” she continued. “I couldn’t ask for a better partner for my son.”
With a warm smile, she raised her glass high. “So here’s to Seungmin and Minho! May your love be as boundless as your nerdy passions and as strong as the bonds of family. Cheers!”
“Cheers!” the crowd echoed, laughter and applause filling the room. Minho’s mother stepped back, wiping a tear from her eye, as the celebration erupted into joy. Seungmin leaned over to Minho, a playful grin on his face. “I promise to keep my costumes to a minimum from now on!”
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As the door to their hotel room clicked shut, Minho and Seungmin stood momentarily frozen, the whirlwind of the wedding day finally settling around them. The soft glow of candlelight flickered, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere.
“Wow,” Seungmin breathed, taking in the elegant decor—the rose petals scattered across the bed, the soft music playing in the background. “They really went all out.”
Minho stepped closer, wrapping his arms around Seungmin’s waist, pulling him into a gentle embrace. “I wanted this night to be special,” he murmured, looking into Seungmin’s eyes. “You deserve it.”
Minho tilted Seungmin’s chin up, planting a soft kiss on his lips. It was sweet and lingering, a promise of the night ahead. “We’ve waited for this moment. Let’s enjoy it.”
Seungmin nodded, his heart racing. He pulled away slightly, his playful side emerging. “Okay, but first—can we change out of these formal clothes? I want to be comfortable!”
Minho laughed, releasing him. “Good idea! Race you to the bathroom!”
In a flurry of laughter, they both dashed to the bathroom, their earlier nerves replaced with excitement. After a few moments of playful banter, they emerged in cozy pajamas, the atmosphere light and filled with warmth.
They settled onto the bed, leaning against the plush pillows. Minho turned to Seungmin, a serious look in his eyes. “I just want you to know how much you mean to me. Today was perfect, but it’s just the beginning.”
Seungmin felt a rush of emotion, his heart swelling. “I feel the same way. I’ve never been happier than I am right now.”
Minho reached for Seungmin’s hand, intertwining their fingers. “Whatever comes next, I want to face it together.”
“Together,” Seungmin echoed, squeezing Minho’s hand. He leaned in, resting his forehead against Minho’s. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” Minho whispered, his voice filled with warmth.
In that moment, the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of them, wrapped in love and anticipation for their future. As they settled back into the pillows, the soft sounds of their laughter filled the room, marking the start of their new life together.