"You ARE my responsibility!"
"If I hadn't arrived on time I would've become an uncle by now!"
"Don't worry about anything now. Go to sleep. Goodnight my love!"
"Leave her!"
"Baby how did you end up in my room?"
"There's nothing wrong with falling in...
It was finally the day of your wedding, the day you anticipated the most. Many people were getting you dressed and doing your makeup and hair for the wedding. You just sat there looking at yourself in the mirror. Your makeup was light and soft and your hair was half up and the rest was left flowing down. You were helped into the dress by the dressers and a veil was put on the back of your hair along with a small accessory which looked like a twig with delicate flowers on it.
Your hair:
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Accessory:
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Your nervousness was on a whole new level. What will he think of you? Will he like your look today? How will he be looking? He must be looking damn fine for sure. And many other thoughts were floating around your mind. The dressers left you and you were alone sitting on a couch in the dressing room waiting for the time to arrive. You were sitting with the wedding bouquet in your hand as you tapped your foot in anxiousness.
Wedding bouquet:
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Just then Minho arrived in his best suit looking way more handsome than usual. His eyes started to water as he looked at you. He slowly came near you and hugged you tightly.
Y/N: Wah hyung! Are you crying?
Minho: Who wouldn't? Seeing their sister about to leave them?
Y/N: I'm not leaving you; I just have to go to a different house now.
