Today was the day.
Felix and I are getting married.
I've anticipated this moment for so long and now it's crazy to think that it's finally here.
"Can you stop running to the bathroom every five seconds? I'm going to have a heart attack." I stressed.
"You? You know how my stomach gets when I'm all worked up." Wooyoung sassed.
"When you're all worked up? This is my wedding!"
"So?" He pouted and put his hand on his hip.
"Wooyoungie, come here." Thank god Jungkook chose to stay with me rather than Felix; I needed someone to tame Wooyoung. The groomsmen were split in half so I had the stress shitter, along with Jungkook and Yeonjun. Felix had the other three: Minho, San, and Hongjoong. "San gave me this for you."
"He knows me well." Wooyoung nodded, taking the medicine.
"Is that for your ass?" I laughed.
"If you laugh at me, it'll only be karma for you. Don't get upset when you shit yourself at the altar."
"Where's the support?" I dramatically said.
"I put this whole damn wedding together and I'm your best man. There's your support."
"How does it look out there?"
"Like a mega church in Texas." Jungkook said.
"I don't even know what that means."
"What it means is that it looks fantastic." Wooyoung muttered, assuming what he said was an insult.
"It looks good." Yeonjun nodded and took a quick swig out of a silver flask.
"You're pathetic." I instantly teased.
"Your mom." Wow, what a comeback.
"Take the sunglasses off too, you look like an idiot."
"No, I'm supposed to be the cool guy."
"How do you think Yeji would feel if she saw you?"
"Bold of you to assume she isn't also wearing sunglasses."
"She's totally not, but okay."
Yeonjun groaned and put them in his jacket pocket, along with the hip flask.
I took my phone out and looked at myself in the camera. I couldn't tell if I genuinely looked awful or I was overthinking.
"Stop making that face." Jungkook said. "You look good."
"Do you think I should've gone with black hair?"
"No, you and Felix are natural blondes as far as I'm concerned."
"Jinnie, you look amazing!" Wooyoung shouted while running away to the bathroom for the fourth time.
"He needs something to plug his ass up." Yeonjun said nonchalantly. Jungkook and I turned to him slowly, unsure if he realized what that sounded like to two people who are in a relationship with men. "I didn't mean it like that." He started to laugh.
"Give me the flask." I demanded.
"No."
"Give it now." I was stern while waving my fingers with an open hand.
"Fine." He whined and did as I asked.
"No more for you."
"You're no fun."
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