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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗙𝗜𝗙𝗧𝗬-𝗘𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 ─◌✰್ 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅.
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One month later...
Minho couldn't breathe.
Okay, that wasn't exactly true. He felt like he couldn't breathe. And it wasn't just because he was wearing a suit, newly-designed by Eun-Ji, one of Moonstone kingdom's best seamstresses. Oh yeah, and he was sweaty as all hell.
Things really hadn't changed since his time in the mansion, had they? He was still a nervous wreck over anything and everything involving you. Because you were the real reason that he felt like he was suffocating, as he stood staring helplessly at his own reflection in the mirror.
He was getting married to you. Again. For real this time. And while he was exceptionally excited to see you walk down the aisle towards him with a look other than absolute disgust on your face, he was also petrified that he would mess up, or something not completely perfect would happen, and it would ruin your special day. Because lord knew that the first wedding had been far from perfect, or special.
Getting married for a second time was not a necessity, Minho knew that. You and he would have been just as happy staying the way you were, officially married. But for him, reproposing and remarrying was more about the principle than anything else. He wanted you to know that he chose you, and he would continue choosing you for the rest of his life. Your marriage wasn't just a result of your parents' will. It was because he actually loved you, and wanted to be with you. This was a proper demonstration of his love. And he knew you felt the exact same way.
"It's time."
Minho faced the door of his room, took a deep breath, and nodded. He settled his thoughts, preparing for this moment. His mom stood by the door. She was going to be one of the three people standing behind him, as you walked down the aisle.
"Are you ready?" she asked, as they walked towards the Moonstone ceremony room.
"Yeah, I am," he said, more sure of this decision than any he'd made up until this point. He knew the depth of his love for you like he knew his own name. Marrying you again was so easy and natural.
