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Taehyung recognized the two men seated at the booth in the corner of their favorite bar and immediately gravitated towards them. Yoongi's blonde hair shined in the light and when Hoseok turned around, his smile lit up the room. When Yoongi finally turned his head, he popped up from the booth and crushed Taehyung into a hug.

"I am so fucking proud of you, Tae." Yoongi squeezed him even tighter and Taehyung worried for a brief second that his ribs would crack. "You've worked so hard for this. I can't believe it."

"Thanks, Yoongs." Taehyung laughed breathily. Yoongi finally released him and immediately embraced Jimin, then finally Jin.

They all slid into the booth and a waiter was on them in seconds, likely being alerted of the group's arrival and attending to them without wait. Despite Taehyung's protests, Jin insisted on a round of shots, some sweet thing called a Jolly Rancher that made Taehyung want to barf. 

IMG Models insisted they only eat a certain amount of calories in a day, but Jin has apparently threw that deal out the window tonight. It was a very different, kind of fucked up world they now lived in, but Taehyung knew the cost when he signed up. It wasn't too bad, though. They weren't starved, and Taehyung had to admit his body was fit. 

"So, when does the issue hit the stands?" Yoongi asked when their drinks were placed in front of them only minutes after ordering. Taehyung's gaze dragged down to Yoongi's ring finger on his left hand, the silver band winking in the dim bar light. Taehyung smiled softly to himself.

The day Yoongi proposed to Jimin a year ago was one of the best days any of them had had in a long time. They were just starting to really get their breaks in the industry after being in LA for a year. Yoongi had just been offered a record deal with a smaller company in LA and was working on his debut rap album. Jimin had landed a small campaign deal with Balenciaga. They were all out celebrating, like they were now, and Yoongi got a little too drunk and asked Jimin to marry him. 

The next day, Yoongi was worried that Jimin would regret saying yes once the alcohol goggles wore off, but Jimin was parading around the streets of LA, flashing paparazzi the ring on his finger, and that was it. 

Now Taehyung was helping plan a wedding for two of his best friends.

"First week of September. Three weeks."

"What kind of questions did they ask you?" Hoseok leaned forward, his elbows on the table.

"Typical bio questions. Where I'm from, what it was like learning English and moving to America, etc."

They all nodded, expecting that answer. They've all learned that interviewers ask they same questions over and over again. Very rarely were they given a decent one.

"Well, we're so excited for you, Tae," Hoseok grinned and raised his glass in the center of the table. "To Taehyung!"

They all clinked glasses, "To Taehyung!" ringing through the bar.