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The wind blew and the birds chirped, people's whispers faded with the wind. The young mans hair swayed with the direction of that wind as it whispered 'You are the one.' He saw as everyone crowded her telling her over and over "Congratulations."

What about him? Not even a hint of a smile formed on his lips. The sun beamed down on the guests, everyone looked shiny and happy while he sat in the shade, dull and unamused.

"My daughters a catch eh?" Said Mr.Lee. His new father in law.

"I don't know." He said while taking a sip of his wine.

He didn't like it. Not one bit.
'I'm Waiting.'

People have always said that you marry "the one". What exactly is the one? You can go around and date one person and say "they're the one." Then after a few months you're with someone else.

"Let's cut the cake honey!" She smiled as her small hand grasped his dragging him to the triad cake.

The flash of the pictures being taken hurt the young mans eyes but he had to bare it. Slowly the knife held by both his and her hand slid on the cake making a triangle, placing it on the plate she got a fork and fed it to him while he faked a smile.

The sun set and everyone was still dancing and having a cheerful time. Some guys even flirted with his new bride but he could careless.

"Kyungsoo, those guys are hitting on me." She said shyly looking their way and giving them a 'cute' smile thinking he didn't see it.

"What am I supposed to do?" He asked coldly.

"Protect me!" She yelled anger clear in her tone.

Sighing he got up from his chair and walked past her into the building were the ceremony took place. As he walked he saw a sight that surprised him.

"Chanyeol!" He smiled and the tall man smiled back.

Tippy toeing up Kyungsoo pecked his lips and got a chuckle from him. "I can't believe my little Kyungsoo got married." He says in a low tone while looking down.

"My love for you won't ever fade." Kyungsoo reassured him.

Those words sparked courage in Chanyeol's head making him grab Kyungsoo by his small waist and give him a passionate kiss. Their tongues collided in harmony, their lips connected like puzzle pieces. The kiss had heat, lust, and passion.

"Chanyeol," Kyungsoo panted but Chan only cut him off by kissing him more.

"I want to make love." Chanyeol said in between kisses.

"I want to feel you're warmth." He panted.

"I don't want to share you." He groaned.

"You're Mine."