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Jimin's POV

The first rays of sunlight slipped through the open curtains—guess we forgot to close them last night. I blinked, adjusting to the brightness, and turned to her. She looked tired but absolutely adorable. Her face was calm, lips slightly parted, hair a beautiful mess around her cheeks, and the blanket was clinging to her body... except for her bare shoulders.

She was covered in little purple marks.

Nice work, Park Jimin.

But—crap! Should I wake her? We're so late. Jungkook's going to murder me.

His wedding is second in line this week, and he was counting on me to be there early. I promised him. I'm the only one who's already gone through it, so I had to show up first.

I grabbed my phone. 20 missed calls. 50 messages.
We are doomed.

"Wake up! Wake up! We don't have time!" I shook her gently and rushed into the shower.

"What? What time is it?" she groaned, still half-asleep.

"It's noon, Amar!"

She sprang up like a cat. "Sht, sht—Judy's going to kill me!"

"Jungkook will eat me alive!" I shouted back as she pushed past me into the shower.

"You can dry your hair in the car—I need 30 minutes just to blow-dry mine!" she said as she lathered her hair, then poured shampoo onto mine too.

"Fair enough," I muttered, defeated.

She was out before I finished rinsing. When I got out, towel around my waist, she was in heels and halfway into a dress, applying lipstick.

"Weren't you gonna wear pants? Why are you still in a towel?"

She glanced at me with a smirk. "Thanks to last night, I can't close my legs. So... dress it is."

I chuckled, brushed my hair, added a little lip balm, picked my tux, and grabbed the keys. 1:00 PM.

"Amar! Let's go!"

"Coming! Coming! How do I look?" she asked, twirling in her dress.

"Do we have to go to this wedding?" I teased, devouring her with my eyes.

"Stop playing—we're already late!" she said, rushing outside.

I drove like a maniac—safe but fast.

We arrived. I gave her a quick kiss before splitting.

"I TOLD YOU 9 AM!! IT'S 1 PM!!" Jungkook exploded the second he saw me.

"Sorry, we slept super late," I admitted, cringing.

"FINE! Just this once!" he groaned.

"Why him though? We're all with you!" Jin yelled.

"Because he's been there!" Jungkook shouted back.

"Calm down, I'm here now—we still have time," I said, trying to ease the tension.

Amar's POV

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I'm late!" I burst into the room where Judy was getting ready.

"Late?! You're supposed to check my dress before the wedding!" Judy barked, mid-hairstyling.

"I know, I know—we overslept," I apologized, already circling to inspect her custom dress.

"You're walking funny," Jasmine noted, raising an eyebrow.

Celine gave her a deadpan look. "It's obvious. They did it last night—and she's sore."

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