The house was bustling with excitement. He got to sleep in, however everyone else was up and moving around the house to get ready for the big day. When Seonghwa woke up, it was only eight in the morning, but he could hear voices throughout the house and movement in every part of it.
He hums, stretching his arms above his head as he looks over at Minjun sleeping soundly in his crib. The omega smiles, sitting up and looking out the window just to see it was snowing beautifully. Flurries cover the ground like frosty sprinkles, the glass glazed over with crystals that would melt to the touch.
The door opens calmly and Wooyoung pokes his head in, "Ah!! You're finally awake!" He whispers, waving to him, "Come on, come on! You need to eat and then we have to get busy!"
Seonghwa is dragged out of the room and into the bathroom where he is forced to shower and shave. After his shower, Seonghwa is immediately shoved into a chair so Yeosang can begin working on his hair and Hongjoong begins working on his outfit. Wooyoung on the other hand started working on his manicure and pedicure, gushing about how Seonghwa is going to look gorgeous when they were finished with him.
And how Mingi is the luckiest Alpha to find such a beautiful omega to be his forever mate.
When they say pain is beauty, they really mean it. Seonghwa was worked to the bone to make up his appearance even though he didn't want anything done extravagantly. They still wanted him to look presentable to the elders coming to the ritual, but after the ritual they offered to wash the makeup and paint off of his body.
"It's tradition," Seonghwa waves them off, "I'll do it. I really don't mind doing it to please your elders. It's your customs, I want to respect them."
"Aww!" Yeosang coos, pouting as he sprays a leave in conditioner onto Seonghwa's wet hair, "Seonghwa you're literally amazing. We're so proud of how far you have come to be where you are."
Seonghwa smiles, and Hongjoong hums before holding up a box from underneath the bed, "Which is why we got you a little something."
"You guys," Seonghwa whispers, turning his head to watch the white wrapped box in Hongjoong's hands make its way into his. He gasps softly at the weight, eyes widening, "What is in here?"
"Open it and find out," Yeosang smiles, grabbing another spray to make Seonghwa's long hair wavy, "You will love it."
Seonghwa immediately does so, trying not to seem greedy, but excitement washes over the guilty feeling as he tears into the white wrapping paper. The lids were taped down, and he immediately rips his fingers through those to tear into the box.
Where he is met with soft, knitted fabric, and beautiful pastels.
His eyes widen, his hands caress the soft material before he lifts it out of the box to reveal white knitted boots and jewelry to match it. He unfolds the garment, revealing a beautiful, pastel pink knitted sweater dress. He brings the material up to his nose, sniffing it before purring, "Where did you get this?"
"I made it actually," Hongjoong smiles, "For you to wear on your trip to the big city next week. Wooyoung and Yeosang bought your shoes and jewelry to match it."
"My trip?"
"With your mate of course," Hongjoong confirms, "Think of it as your actual honeymoon. The alphas all went together and reserved your hotel room for the weekend stay and a dinner reservation at a lovely restaurant. And I hear there's a large festival happening to bring in the new year."
"You guys..." Seonghwa whispers, covering his mouth as he begins to tear up.
"Oh sweetheart no," Hongjoong immediately comes to his rescue with a napkin, "Please don't cry! This is our gift to you and Mingi! He is getting a box just like this, yours is just extra special," Hongjoong smiles, reaching into the box and unveiling a small camera, "And, we even gave you the camera to take photos of your adventures."
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