Aggressive banging of multiple hands on my door was a sign that it's time to go. I opened the door to three idiots who were grinning excitedly. But those grins quickly turned into a shock of sorts.
'Daaamn!' Jungkook exclaimed, following it with a whistle
'Even I feel like crying. Wow.' Namjoon looked me up and down, his smile growing back
'I should have proposed to you when I had the chance.' Hoseok jolted, even though his face was serious as he kept looking me over
Thanks to them getting all sorts of products back for that ball, I didn't need a thing, so I could get ready without a problem. Not that I did too much. The dress itself is already more than I ever thought I'd do. But if I'm doing this, I'm doing this properly. My usually straight hair is curly, and in a bun, leaving just the tiny bit falling at the front. I've even done my makeup. I might as well look perfect for him. And as much as I never thought I'd ever wear a wedding dress. This one is perfect.
Tight against my body, pinching me right at the waist, falling down a bit wider with a slit down my leg, leaving a silky trail behind me. The sleeves are made out of some thin fabric, falling down my arms gently, pretty much there only for decoration.
'Thanks, guys.' I smile. 'But I thought we were supposed to leave, not just stand here.' I tease them a bit
A sudden camera flash caught me off guard when Jungkook pulled a camera out of nowhere and started taking pictures.
'Kookie, please. That's just too much.' I try to stop him
'Absolutely not.' Jungkook says sternly. 'This is a historical day. I am taking a million pictures.' He said it as he took another one
'Okay, okay. Let's move it.' I usher them
'Wait!' Hoseok yells, stopping me in my tracks, then grins and pulls out a bouquet from behind him. 'Can't do this without one.' He offers it to me
It's a simple bouquet. But absolutely stunning. Wrapped in black and grey paper, pink roses surrounded by dark green leaves.
'There are gorgeous.' I was mumbling to myself, looking at the flowers in my hand, 'but who am I throwing this at?' I laugh
'All of us. I'm catching that thing!' Jungkook half threatened
'Aaaand this.' Namjoon snickers, flinging a piece of fabric at me. I caught it just before it hit me
'What is- seriously?' I sigh, looking at the white, lacey fabric in my hand. A bridal garter.
'Think of it this way. He has to take that off of you. With his teeth.' Jungkook wiggles his eyebrows
I might as well joke along. I stretched it out, pulling it up my leg, over to my thigh. 'I need a few more of these.'
All of them died laughing, but they were happy that I agreed to it. Although, all I could think of were Jimin's lips on my thighs. I don't wanna skip on that.
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