9 - Anklet

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The morning of the wedding was filled with anticipation and excitement. Beomgyu sat in a luxurious dressing room, nerves fluttering as he prepared for the ceremony. Huening Kai and Taehyun were by his side, helping him dress and offering words of encouragement.

Huening Kai held up a delicate white suit jacket, sliding it onto Beomgyu's shoulders. "You look amazing, Beomgyu," he said, stepping back to admire his friend. "I still can't believe you're marrying my brother."

Beomgyu smiled shyly, adjusting his cuffs. "Neither can I," he admitted, glancing at his reflection. "But Yeonjun... he already feels like my husband in so many ways."

The makeup artist leaned in, carefully applying the final touches, as Taehyun smirked and folded his arms. "You're one lucky guy, Gyu," he said. "Everyone at school is so jealous, especially the girls. They've been talking nonstop, spreading rumors about you."

Beomgyu rolled his eyes, letting out an annoyed sigh. "Let them talk. They don't know him like I do."

Huening Kai laughed, placing a reassuring hand on Beomgyu's shoulder. "Exactly. Don't worry about them. After today, everyone will know who Yeonjun chose."

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Meanwhile, in another dressing room across the hall, Yeonjun was getting ready, looking dapper in a sleek black suit that fit him like a glove. The suit was elegant and timeless, making him look every bit like a powerful CEO. Standing beside him were Soobin and Mark, both watching as Yeonjun straightened his tie.

Soobin crossed his arms and gave Yeonjun a stern look. "Listen up, Yeonjun," he began seriously. "If you ever hurt Beomgyu, or-" he paused, leaning in closer, "if you even think about making a baby with him... you're dead meat. Got it?"

Yeonjun's eyes widened, and he gulped. "W-What? Soobin, I wouldn't- I mean... I'd never do anything like that without him wanting it too!" he stammered, clearly intimidated by Soobin's intensity.

Mark laughed, clapping Soobin on the shoulder. "Relax, bro. Give Yeonjun some breathing room. He knows better."

Yeonjun laughed nervously. "Right! I'd never... do anything to hurt him, Soobin. I love him too much."

Soobin's expression softened, a hint of a smile breaking through. "Good. Then make sure you make him the happiest he can be."

Yeonjun nodded firmly, adjusting his tie once more. "I plan to."

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At the Wedding

The venue was breathtaking, filled with white roses and twinkling lights that created a dreamlike atmosphere. Beomgyu's heart raced as he entered the ceremony hall, walking arm-in-arm with his older brother Soobin. The guests turned to watch, smiles lighting up their faces as they saw the love in Beomgyu's eyes.

As they reached the end of the aisle, Soobin glared at Yeonjun, who was waiting for Beomgyu with an awestruck expression. The glare was hard to miss, and Yeonjun swallowed nervously, shooting Soobin a reassuring nod.

The ceremony was simple but heartfelt, with each vow full of love and promises. When the officiant finally said, "You may now kiss your spouse," Yeonjun leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Beomgyu's lips. The guests erupted in applause as the couple shared their first kiss as a married pair, their faces lit up with joy.

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After the Ceremony

After the ceremony, friends and family gathered around for pictures and congratulations. Huening Kai ran up to the newlyweds, giving them a big smile. "Congrats, Yeonjun hyung! Beomgyu, you were so beautiful up there!"

Beomgyu smiled back, cheeks flushing. "Thank you, Huening Kai. I... I still can't believe it's real."

Soobin walked over, sitting beside Beomgyu and wrapping him in a tight hug. "Congratulations, my baby Gyu," he said warmly.

Yeonjun stepped forward, pouting playfully. "Hey, I'm the only one who gets to call him that now, Soobin."

Soobin raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Excuse me, but he's my little brother, Yeonjun."

Yeonjun crossed his arms, a competitive glint in his eyes. "Well, he's my husband now. So, technically, he's my 'baby Gyu.'"

Beomgyu groaned, laughing as he looked back and forth between the two. "Oh my god, can you two stop it? We're all family now!"

They all burst into laughter, the tension dissolving into a lighthearted moment between the brothers and Beomgyu's new husband.

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Back at Home

Later that night, Yeonjun and Beomgyu returned home, finally alone after a day full of celebration. Beomgyu walked through the house, taking in the reality of their new life together. An idea struck him, and he made his way to Yeonjun's office, where he found him finishing some work.

"Yeonjun?" Beomgyu asked, leaning against the doorframe.

Yeonjun looked up, smiling. "Hey, Gyu. You okay?"

Beomgyu nodded, then took a deep breath. "Can I... ask you something?"

Yeonjun set his papers aside, giving Beomgyu his full attention. "Of course. What's on your mind?"

Beomgyu hesitated, but then he stepped forward, gathering his courage. "I... I want to be a housewife," he said, his cheeks turning red. "I don't want to go to college. I just want to stay here... with you."

Yeonjun's eyes widened, and he nearly choked on the water he was drinking. "Wait... you want to be a what now?"

"A housewife," Beomgyu repeated, more confidently this time. "I want to make you feel special. Take care of you. And... I don't know, I think I'd be really happy doing that."

Yeonjun stared at him, speechless. After a moment, he broke into a warm smile, pulling Beomgyu into a hug. "Gyu, you don't have to do anything you don't want to. But... are you sure about this?"

Beomgyu nodded, pouting a little. "Yes! I just... I want to be here with you. Be a good partner."

Yeonjun laughed, pressing a kiss to Beomgyu's forehead. "You already are, you know. But if that's what you want... then yes. I'd be honored to have you as my housewife."

Beomgyu stomped his foot, his anklet chiming softly as he beamed up at Yeonjun. "Thank you! You won't regret it!"

Yeonjun laughed again, ruffling Beomgyu's hair affectionately. "I could never regret a single moment with you, Gyu. Welcome home."

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