The Ugly Duckling [Jinkook, Minjoon, Taegiseok]

27: A Royal Wedding Part 2

Ages at the moment:

Jin: 21

Yoongi: almost 21

Hoseok: 20

Namjoon: 19

Jimin and Taehyung: 18

Jungkook: 16

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Taehyung stood up at the front next to the official that would be conducting the ceremony, with Namjoon and Jungkook on the side of him.

Hoseok sat off to the side with the rings placed carefully on a plush pillow.

The wedding ceremony was finally beginning, and Yoongi would be walking in at any moment.

There was no flower girl. After Yoongi heard about Jimin not being allowed to be something as important as best man or ring bearer, he had requested for a Jimin to be the flower child and drop rose petals in front of him as he walks, but his request was unsurprisingly denied. After that Yoongi adamantly refused any one else for the position, and the planners had to give in and accept that Yoongi wouldn't be walking on a trail of flower petals.

Finally the music started and the brides maids started walking holding mini bouquets. Namjoon's date walked in front of Jin, who walked in front of Yoongi.

Yoongi had his arm looped with his father's as he was escorted down the isle. The king of Busan had his crown high on his head, polished for the occasion, while Yoongi was wearing a veil held up by a simple flower crown.

He didn't have a crown of his own yet since only the queen and king of each kingdom had them, but he refused the other tiara options.

He was not a girl. He wanted a crown, not a tiara, even if that meant it had to be made out of small white flowers.

Yoongi was wearing a white suit, tailored to his curves since he refused to wear a dress but they had wanted his femininity to be showcased.

The veil fell down to his chest in the front, and went all the way down to his waist in the back. His face was covered by the lace, so it was hard to see wear he was going. This made him lean more on his father for support than he would have liked, but he was also thankful that the fancy shoes he was wearing didn't have much of a heel at all.

The brides maids fell into place across from their best men counterparts, and turned to watch Yoongi travel up the isle, as there had been a decent amount of space between them.

Taehyung watched Yoongi with hearts in his eyes, thinking that the suit fit him perfectly. Yoongi was handsome, beautiful, gorgeous, stunning. The perfect mix of masculine and feminine. The perfect groom or bride, husband or wife. It didn't matter.

Yoongi would soon be his life partner, his lover, his everything.

He had recently had some weird feelings about Yoongi, finding some things suspicious, but today was about them becoming one just like he had always wanted, and he pushed away any uncertainties.

Yoongi reached the front and his father handed him off to Taehyung, who was standing there in a classic black tux, looking unbelievably good.

Taehyung took Yoongi's hands in his and they faced each other, in front of the official who was conducting the ceremony.

"We have gathered here today to celebrate the union of two--"

Taehyung zoned out from the official's voice, hyperfocused on Yoongi. Yoongi was also focused on Taehyung, trying to see him more fully through the lace of the veil. It was rather difficult, but he saw the basic outline of a human body, and Taehyung's hands on his were warm and inviting. It was good enough for him.