15 princes and a princess

15 princes and a princess 23

*Rayns POV*

As it happens, I did manage to fall into an altogether more blissful sleep, but I did dream. Luckily it wasn't about the past, and actually, although it was a wonderful dream, its slightly embarrassing...

In this dream, all I can remember is that me and Yesung were....getting married.

yup. Married.

All Of Super Junior were in tailored black suits, each with a different coloured tie.

Orange - Donghae

Yellow - Eunhyuk

Light Green - Zhoumi (Teddy was in a white suit with the same colour tie as MiMi, I heard him say to Xavier that it matched his hair.)

Dark Green - Hangeng

Turquoise - Henry (Who matched Myst and Hayl's Turquoise bridesmaids dresses perfectly, Xavier also had a turquoise tie but he was in a white suit.)

Light Blue - Siwon

Dark Blue - Shindong

Purple - Kangin

Violet - Leeteuk

Light Pink - Sungmin

Dark Pink - Ryeowook

Cyan - Kibum

Silver - Kyuhyun

Gold - Heechul

Kyu and Chullie were both best men which I'm guessing is why they had silver and gold ties.

At the front of the beautifully decorated Gothic church (full of red roses I must add) stood Yesung. He was wearing a black suit with a black shirt and a red tie. His hair was black and wavy, it looked amazing. I remember looking down at my own wedding dress. It was black with a corsetted top that was laced up with a red ribbon. There was a split in the uppermost black layer to the front left of the big puffy skirt that revealed a striking red layer, at the top of which was a red rose, attaching the slit to the bottom of the corset. I had black fingerless lace gloves on and my hair was curled and a gorgeous deep red colour with no black tips. I could feel a tiara wedged on my head and a black veil was over my face, the net looked like spiders webs... It was perfect. I walked up the aisle slowly, clutching onto my red rose bouquet.

Yesung watched as I walked towards him, smiling softly and I couldn't help but return it with a small smile of my own. I reached him sooner than I expected and stood across from him.

"You look beautiful." He blushed. My face heated up greatly, my eyes caught his and I was lost in the dark pools of chocolate that swirled into the black depths of his pupils.

"Thank you, Yesung, you look amazing." I replied. My voice sounded softer than usual, but was still vaguely my own.

"I love you Rayn." He whispered, my eyes widened, and then I woke up.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes groggily. My stomach dropped though the floor and my heart lurched at the thought of what he had said in my dream. It was only a dream. It was only a dream!

I looked over at his sleeping form, his hair had flopped over his eyes and I watched as his chest rose and fell with every breath. In my dream, he had said 'I love you'.

Did I love him?

I don't know...

I instantly felt embarrassed and self conscious, like he would wake up and know that I had dreamt of our wedding day. I slapped my forehead and stood up. I pulled my phone out of my shorts pocket, suddenly feeling kinda gross cos I had slept in yesterday's clothes. It was 7am on a Tuesday morning. Nobody was up yet and I liked it that way. I slid out into the kitchen and poured, then downed, a glass of apple juice before heading back to my room with a slice of jam on toast. As I sat on my bed munching, I continued to watch Yesung, purely out of boredom and lack of anything else to do. I noticed that every now and then his breathing hitched or he would whimper slightly. He also made faces, wrinkling up his nose or letting a small smile claim his face every now and then. I smiled when he whispered something under his breath but I couldn't make out what it was. Then he repeated it, only this time it was louder.