Kept

Soulmate

Jisung POV

"Married?!" Changbin whispered, shocked.

"Yes, Bin. You heard me." I smiled, not able to keep my reaction calm. "In an hour." I clarified. "Say you'll take me?" I implored, desperation in my tone.

His eyes darted around and he bit the inside of his mouth as he formed a response, making me wait. "Chan won't like this."

"Chan doesn't know."

"And I won't tell him." He promised, shaking his head 'no' adamantly. "Nobody needs all that drama." He smiled. "Besides- I told him to fuck off for the afternoon, we should be good there."

"Right." When's the last time Channie listened and took time off?" I laughed derisively.

"Well- he just texted me he's on his way out, so... mark this down in the history books, princey-poo." Bin teased.

"Well, I'll be damned." I considered. I smacked Changbin on the knee, getting his attention. "Help me pick something to wear?" I asked and he nodded, even as he grimaced.

"You know fashion isn't really my thing, right?"

"Well- it shouldn't be hard. Seonghwa makes sure to supply the items, you just have to help me pick." I ribbed him, dragging him to my closet.

I flicked on the light, bringing the huge space to life- filled with clothes I barely wore, mostly gifts.

"Your cousin loves shopping, doesn't he?"

"Mmm-hmm." I agreed. "He always liked playing dress up when we were kids- I'm also his favorite, so that helps."

"I see that." Bin agreed, sorting through the racks of clothes- many items in black and red. There were a few things not in the Han family colors and I found myself drawn to those options.

"So, this is good." Bin offered, holding up a black leather blazer, adorned with gold.

I did like it, but is was so... similar to everything I wore, in keeping with the family colors. "What are the Lee family colors, Bin?" I asked, considering a grey suit...

"White and blue, why?" Bin answered easily.

"Well, in a few hours, I'll be a Lee, won't I?" Silence was my answer and I turned, finding Changbin staring at me. "What?" That's how marriage works, yes?" I clarified.

"So you've decided to take his name..." he commented. "So much for the Han legacy." He joked.

"The family legacy is fine. My brothers both have wives and Suho has a son already- the line is secure." Besides, I don't think kids are in my future- marrying a guy and all." I teased.

"My gods, Sung- it just hit me." He shook his head. "You're going to be Queen someday- and you'll rule. I mean... the Han throne has never been in your grasp, but this way..."

"I'm not marrying Minho for that."

"No?" he taunted. "So it is love?" he shoved me lightly, brotherly.

"Is it love with you and Felix?" I countered and he flushed.

"That's..."

"You know, if you don't fuck this up... we could be brothers in law someday." I nudged him, wiggling my eyebrows.

"Jisung!" he squawked. "It's a bit early for that."

"I beg to differ." I laughed, pulling a white jacket from the depths of the closet. It was cropped but fitted, tailored perfectly for me with white crystals on the shoulders and down the front, held together by silver buttons. "This?"