Marry Me

Wedding Day

   Today was the day. You were very nervous about the fact that you are getting married as you never saw yourself getting married to anyone.

 Your mother was behind you doing your hair, she kept on humming a tune that made you feel at ease. This was something she would do a lot when she could feel when you were nervous, the humming was a lullaby that she sang to you and your sister when you couldn't sleep.

   Why are you nervous?

  You were a bit surprised when you heard her talk but calmed down and sighed.

[I just... never thought I would get married and yet here we are.]

But you're happy that it's him, right?

  You hum in agreement, and again you find yourself thinking to yourself.

 You 'hated' this man and yet your marrying him, what type of crazy drugs are you on?

  The door to your room opens and a woman who looks a lot like Micah comes in. She was smiling at you in a teasing but motherly way.

Well, don't you look beautiful? The wedding dress fits you well.

  The woman was Micah's Mom, your mother-in-law. She was quite the character but you loved her all the same.

[Thank you miss Yujin]

Please I told you to call me Mom, you are practically my new son.

[New son? Are you replacing Micah now?]

Pretty much ya.

  You began to laugh. You found it funny that Micah's mom would replace him so easily, but still, you knew she was joking and she was saying that to make you laugh, which she did.

I'm all done!

  Your mom said as she turn you to look at yourself in the mirror.

 She did an amusing job like always. Half of your hair was tied up in a bun while the rest was let down. She had put one of her white pins in your hair to keep the bun up and your makeup was simple as can be.

  Your wedding dress was actually a dress Micah got for himself but you said you wanted to wear a dress for your wedding so he gave it to you and to your shock it fit you perfectly.

 It wasn't one of does puffy dresses it was actually one of does dresses that show one of your legs and with short sleeves that show holders. Around your neck was your necklace, a stone wrapped around a leather string.

  You were ready to go and you were nervous.

Are you ready [M/n]?

  With a shaking breath, you smile and nod, holding your mother's hand.

I'll get going then, oh and [M/n]?

  You look at Michas's mom.

Take care of my son for me will ya?

[I will mom don't worry.]

  She smiled and left the room leaving you and mother, which had already linked her arm with yours.

Let's get going, shall we?

We shall mother.