Dream came True

~75~

One Week Later
Author's POV

Preparations for Jimin and Amar's wedding were going perfectly, just as planned. Their company had decided all members would get married within the same week, so they could take their honeymoons together and return to work at the same time. It was a brilliant decision—Jimin and Amar were up first.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! I am freaking out!!" Amar paced frantically across her room while Jimin lay calmly on the bed, watching her.

"Why are you freaking out?" he asked, resting his head on his hand. "Calm down."

"How can you be so calm? I have to wear seven different dresses with different looks and hairstyles and still somehow manage to look perfect—without overshadowing the beauty of the actual wedding!" she cried.

Jimin stood and walked toward her, wrapping his arms around her and gently stroking her hair.

"Calm down, princess. Everything will be perfect, okay? And you don't want a pimple showing up tomorrow, right?"

"Pimples—ugh, yes! You're right! But... I already got one!" She dramatically collapsed to the floor, hugging her knees and faking sobs.

Jimin laughed, then sat beside her as she rocked back and forth. "One pimple won't ruin your day. Besides, weren't you the one who always says our flaws make us unique? That's your uniqueness right there."

He pulled her into his arms.

"Do you think I'll do well?" she asked quietly.

"I don't think. I know you will."

"But I miss my parents," she whispered. "No one from my family will be there beside me."

"Excuse me?!" he said, mockingly offended. "My parents literally abandoned me for you. Is that not enough?"

She chuckled through her nerves. "No, that's not what I meant. But still, having your own family there... it's different."

"I know," he said softly, "...which is why I forced Adam to come. I even threatened him."

Her eyes widened, and laughter spilled from her lips. "You did what?!"

"I called him and said if he didn't show up, I'd announce during my next concert that he's gay—and no girl would ever look at him again."

Her laughter grew louder, tears of joy streaming down her face. "You're insane!"

"Anything for you," he said, smiling. "Now, go finish getting ready. I'll go check that everything's set."

"Yes, sir," she saluted playfully, and he walked out.

The Wedding Day

"I am so excited!" Amar twirled in her custom-designed wedding dress in front of the mirror.

"Me too!" Tara grinned, sitting beside Violet, who was brushing Amar's hair with loving care.

Tara and Violet had been glued to her side all day, not leaving her for even a second—even though they were busy preparing for their own weddings.

"How do I look?" Amar asked nervously.

"Magical," Violet whispered.

"That's a new one for me... but I like it," Amar said, her cheeks glowing.

Grace poked her head in. "Girls! Ohhh—Amar, you look stunning."

"Thanks, Grace."

"The groom's ready, the guests are seated... we're all waiting for our precious bride," she added.