Taehyung swallowed down his tears, "I am sorry, baby, but I'm ready to hurt anyone to make you mine and happy."
Jungkook was wiping his tears continuously while sitting inside the car. "Please don't hurt my loved ones to love me , Taehyung Hyung."
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|20.09.2024 |
✶𓏲ּ꩜ .ᐟ
::TIME SKIP - One Month Later
The grand hall was bathed in the soft glow of golden light, the elegant chandeliers casting a warm ambiance over the assembled guests. Rows of white roses lined the aisle, their delicate fragrance mingling with the rich scent of polished wood and fresh greenery that adorned every corner. The atmosphere was one of reverence and joy, the perfect setting for a day that had been long anticipated.
Min Yoongi stood at the altar, his heart pounding in his chest. He was dressed in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, the sharp lines and rich fabric contrasting beautifully with the softer features of his face. His eyes, usually calm and reserved, were now full of warmth and adoration as they remained fixed on the figure approaching him.
Park Jimin walked slowly down the aisle, his steps measured and graceful. He was radiant in a white suit that hugged his figure, the soft satin catching the light with each movement. A gentle smile played on his lips, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears as he drew closer to the man who had captured his heart. The room seemed to hold its breath, the collective joy and anticipation of the guests palpable in the air.
As Jimin reached the altar, he took Yoongi's hand, the simple touch grounding them both in the moment. The officiant began to speak, their voice calm yet full of warmth, carrying the weight of the ceremony.
"Min Yoongi, do you take Park Jimin to be your wedded husband, to live together in the covenant of marriage? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"
Yoongi's gaze never wavered from Jimin's. His eyes, usually so guarded, were now filled with something akin to awe. He smiled softly, his heart swelling with the love he felt for the man standing before him. "I do," he said, his voice steady and filled with conviction.
The officiant then turned to Jimin, who was already brimming with emotion. "Park Jimin, do you take Min Yoongi to be your wedded husband, to live together in the covenant of marriage? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"
Jimin's smile widened, his lips trembling slightly as he struggled to contain his emotions. "I do," he replied, his voice carrying the weight of every promise he had ever made to Yoongi.
With the vows exchanged, Yoongi took a deep breath, feeling the momentousness of what he was about to say. He looked into Jimin's eyes, his voice filled with sincerity.
"I, Yoongi, take you, Jimin, to be my wedded husband. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I pledge you my faith."
