Black Heart

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Jimin was near hyperventilating. He went from thinking he cheated on his soon to be husband to sitting in front of a vanity as his father did his makeup. A salmon sparkly eye and a highlight on his cheeks. He was wearing a salmon pink dress that was fitting around his waist and hips but opened into a flowing end. The sleeves and top of the dress were sheer with knitted tiny salmon flowers all over him. The dress was sheer around his legs to show off his tan and muscled legs. He stared at the engagement ring on his finger and slowly took it off and sat it down on the smooth surface of the vanity. He held his shaking hands as everyone was rushing and bustling behind him. He felt someone plop down beside him on the sitting stool.

He didn't look up as he felt his stomach get pulled and rung out and twisted as his mouth began to dry up. His heart was beating a million beats per second. He felt like he'd go into cardiac arrest.

"How ya feeling?" He heard the soft sound of his brother's voice next to him.

He looked up at the mirror into his brother's eyes.

"I hate you, I hope you know that."

Liz was wearing a dress of the same color but it was shorter than Jimin's and not as fancy. It was short sleeved. He had a tulip pin in his hair and a smile on his face.

He hugged Jimin's arm and rested his head on Jimin's shoulder. He wore an exaggerated pout on his face.

"How were we supposed to know you'd drag a stripper back to the hotel?"

Jimin rolls his eyes.

"That's not even the issue at hand."

Liz sighed as he sat up.

"Yeah I know. I'm sorry. To be honest, I didn't expect them to get you a lap dance. I just wanted to take you since you hated the idea so much." The younger omega giggles as Jimin shoves him.

"You guys are annoying."

"Ugh, you know you love us!" Chung-ha groaned loudly as she threw herself on his back.

She squished her cheek against the top of his head as he scowled at her.

"You're all annoying." He growls.

"Yah! I just did his hair! Get back." Halo scolds as he slaps Chung-ha away.

She was wearing a white off the shoulder dress, it was short and wavy. It suited her body beautifully.

Jimin giggled as Halo fixed his hair with a frown. He leaned back and looked over his son before patting his cheeks.

"Just gorgeous."

Jimin smiled lovingly at his father.

"Are you ready?"

Jimin shakes his head quickly. He closed his eyes as he looked down. Halo sighed as he sat down next to Jimin, letting out a quiet laugh.

"What's wrong?"

"You've been asking me that a lot today." Jimin laughed lightly, his hands turning white and red as his grip tightened.

"Well, you're clearly stressed and panicking. You smell sour. Relax." Halo rubbed Jimin's back.

Jimin took in a breath.

"How did you feel when you and dad were getting married." Jimin looked over to look into his father's identical eyes.

A place he's always found comfort.

"Oh my, I was a sick mess." Halo laughed, his eyes the very crescents Jimin adores about himself.

"Sobbing and worrying that your father would leave me because he realized I wasn't worth his time. You can ask my plethora of siblings or your grandparents." Halo sighed. "I thought, well maybe I'm not good enough. Maybe he realized his mistake. Maybe my father scared him off." Halo scrunched his nose in a teasing manner at his son after uttering his last sentence.