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As Tiffany and Namjoon stand before the judge, the place is filled with hushed anticipation. Everyone watches, smiles on their faces and tears in their eyes, as the couple begins to exchange their vows.

Namjoon, usually so eloquent, is overcome with emotion. His words come out in a jumble, punctuated by sniffles and tears of joy. Tiffany, typically strong and composed, is also fighting back tears, her voice trembling with love and happiness.

In a beautiful symbolic gesture, they both remove their masks. It's a powerful moment, representing their willingness to show their true selves to each other. As they promise to love each other till the end of time, the air seems to shimmer with the strength of their commitment.

I glance at JK, who's watching his friends with such happiness. Our eyes meet, and in that moment, I can see a future where we might be standing in Namjoon and Tiffany's place. The thought makes my heart race.

As the newlyweds walk back down the aisle, everyone stands and applauds. The garden erupts in cheers and well-wishes. There isn't a dry eye in sight - even the toughest guests are dabbing at their eyes.

While the bridal party goes off for photos, I take Holden's hand, and we head to the cocktail party. As we walk, I can't help but imagine what it would be like if JK and I were to have a wedding like this. Would Holden be our ring bearer? Would our friends be just as emotional?

At the cocktail party, Holden and I continue to sample some of the delicious snacks. The area is beautifully decorated with flowers and twinkling lights, creating a magical atmosphere. Guests are chatting excitedly about the ceremony, their voices creating a happy buzz in the air.

After a while, the newlyweds and the bridal party reappear. Namjoon and Tiffany look radiant, their love for each other clear for everyone to see. As they enter, hand in hand, the room erupts in cheers once again.

As soon as JK reaches us, he wraps his arms around me and Holden, pulling us close. His lips brush my ear as he whispers, "I've been away from you too long, my little minx." His voice is warm and full of love, sending a shiver down my spine.

I can't help but giggle, playfully rolling my eyes. "Baby, it's only been an hour. You're fine," I tease, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. JK's face falls into an adorable pout, making my heart melt all over again.

We've all removed our masks to enjoy the snacks, but there's an air of anticipation for the masquerade ball later. As we're led into the dinner hall, JK can barely keep his hands off me, constantly coming to our table to check on us. His clinginess is endearing, and I find myself looking forward to each of his visits.

After the feast, we move to a huge, dark hall under the starry night sky. Everyone puts on their masks again, adding an air of mystery and romance to the atmosphere. Namjoon and Tiffany share their first dance as a married couple, their love real even from a distance.

The seven men then perform "Run BTS," setting the crowd wild with excitement. The bridesmaids follow with a routine to "Best of Me." When Namjoon dances with his mom and Tiffany with Jin - who's like a father to her - there's no dry eye in the house. It's a beautiful reminder of the family these boys have created.

As soon as the dance floor opens, JK rushes over, scooping me up and whisking me away. We dance the night away, lost in our own world. Every time our eyes meet, I feel a spark of electricity, a reminder of our deep connection.

As the night progresses, the atmosphere becomes more relaxed. While others start to get a bit tipsy, Rachael, Tiffany, and I continue to stay sober as those two are in recovery and I choose to watch the kids, sharing knowing smiles as we watch our loved ones enjoy themselves.

Finally, it's time for Namjoon and Tiffany to leave for their honeymoon on the boys' secret island. As Tiffany drives them away - this time willingly - we all wave goodbye, our hearts full of joy for the newlyweds.

Throughout the night, even as we celebrate Namjoon and Tiffany's love, JK and I keep finding our way back to each other. Whether we're dancing close, sharing secret smiles across the room, or simply holding hands, our connection is a constant, beautiful undercurrent to the evening's festivities.

As the car disappears into the distance, JK wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me close. "What a beautiful wedding," he murmurs, his eyes twinkling behind his mask.

I nod, leaning into him. "It really was," I reply, my voice soft with emotion. As we stand there under the stars, surrounded by friends and family, I can't help but imagine our own future together. With JK by my side and Holden nearby, I feel like I'm exactly where I'm meant to be, writing our own love story one day at a time.

JK leaned in close, his breath warm against my ear as he whispered, "Come with me." His voice was soft but filled with excitement and a hint of mischief. My heart fluttered at his closeness and the promise in his tone.

He gently handed Holden to Rachael, his eyes never leaving mine. "We'll be right back," he told her. Rachael's knowing look made me blush, but I was too caught up in JK's presence to dwell on it.

"I don't understand," I said, my voice a mix of confusion and anticipation. JK's eyes twinkled with joy and love as he took my hand, his touch sending sparks through me.

He led me away quickly, his eagerness palpable. We reached a nearby room, and JK pulled me inside, the click of the lock echoing in the sudden quiet. I looked at him, confused but trusting, my heart racing with excitement.

In this private moment, away from the bustle of the party, the air between us felt charged with emotion. JK's eyes were full of love and happiness, mirroring the feelings bubbling up inside me.

He put on his bunny mask and hopped playfully towards me. "Tell me what to do to you, Noona," he said in a cute, sexy voice.