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Chapter Six: The Wedding.

Jungkook was nervous.

The moment was finally here. Jimin and him were getting married today. Actually, married and by the end of the night, Jimin would not only be his husband but his mate. It felt so surreal to him. It seemed like such a long, but easy road to get here. Jungkook liked easy. Things were never difficult with Jimin. The two of them just worked so well together. No couple was perfect was of course, but Jungkook could never imagine having what he did with Jimin, with anyone else. Jimin was his entire world and he felt so grateful that he managed to not fuck things up. Jungkook let out a shaky breath as he stared at himself in the mirror. Dressed to the nine in his suit and probably looking the best he ever has. His long, wavy locks parted down the center and styled to the side. He raised his hand, smoothing the left side down so it matched the right a little more.

The suit fit perfectly. It hugged his body in all the right places, showed off his well-built, muscular frame but didn't make him look boxy at all. The old him would have felt so uncomfortable in a suit like this, but after working with Jimin's father and getting used to his soon to be role as a CEO, he was used to them. It was an upgrade to his usual wardrobe of baggy, dark clothes at least. Jungkook adjusted his tie as he stood up a little taller and smiled at himself in the mirror. You've got this Jungkook, just don't forget your vows. Jungkook mentally coached himself, but the voice in his head fell silent when he heard a knock at the door. Jungkook turned around.

"Come in!" Jungkook called as he shifted to sit down on the chair beside the mirror, slipping his dress shoes on. The door opened as the familiar face of Seokjin appeared as he smiled at Jungkook. Jungkook glanced up, his eyes widened, the other looked quite handsome in a suit himself.

"Hey." Seokjin said, stepping in and closing the door. "How are you holding up?"

"I feel like I need to throw up." Jungkook said with a nervous laugh. Seokjin crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned against the door and smiled.

"Nervous?" Seokjin asked.

"Is it that obvious?" Jungkook asked as he shifted to stand, gently tapping the ends of his shoes against the floor to make sure they were fully on. He then lifted his gaze to Seokjin who was smiling fondly at him.

"Don't worry, Jimin is nervous too." Seokjin said. Jungkook's eyes lifted before a bit of worry filled them and Seokjin picked up on it, he raised his hands to wave them a little. "Not in a bad way of course! I think it is more excitement than anything."

Jungkook relaxed a little as he smiled, his eyes lowering. "So, it isn't just me then? Good." Jungkook said, placing a hand against his chest and letting out a sigh of relief. Seokjin glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Ready to go?" Seokjin asked. Jungkook gave a small nod, adjusting his cuffs as he walked towards the other.

"Thanks for agreeing to be my best man Hyung. Most of my friends ditched me after I started dating Jimin." Jungkook said with a pouty scowl. Seokjin stepped in front of Jungkook, fixing his tie a little.

"They are just jealous, don't mind them. You have everything you need, right?" Seokjin said as Jungkook nodded, raising his hand to scratch at the side of his neck a little.

"I do, I really do." Jungkook said as the two of them left from the room. Jungkook could hear the music and chatter of all their guests, mostly family from both sides and a few of Jimin's friends. Jungkook had invited his, but none of them came. He supposed he understood. Jungkook wasn't the same fuck boy he used to be. Getting laid and playing around was no longer interesting to him. Jungkook walked into the room and the chatter died down, everyone turning to look at him. Jungkook smiled, bowing his head as he walked down the aisle and passed his elders. At the front sat their parents, minus Jimin's dad. Jungkook chuckled, seeing his mother was already a crying mess and things hadn't even started.