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I apologize for errors!

Yoongi's Pov

"Yoongi get up! We're late!" I jumped out of bed confused, "Wh-what?" I asked scratching my head, "For the wedding!" Namjoon throws a piece of napkin at my head. I took it off and saw the whole place trashed.

Jin was no where to be seen, yes Jin and I are good friends same goes for Jimin. We worked it out somehow, with the help of my fiancé now we're really good friends. I was still laying on floor, confused with someone's head on my chest. "The wedding?" I mumbled, "Yes the wedding! Don't tell me you forgot about your wedding man!" Namjoon was tripping over beer bottles as they clacked against each other. I look down to see a sleepy Jimin sleeping on my chest. "What the-" I shook Jimin up, he groaned rubbing his eyes as he pouted.

I blinked, "Time, what time is it?" I searched for my phone, moving pile of blankets and pillows. "12:34 now let's go chop chop Yoongi boi!" Namjoon ran into the bathroom. "Oh shii...." I hurriedly stood up almost slipping and losing my balance. I ran all over the place finding my clothes.

"She's gonna be disappointed you know that." Jimin commented, "Shut up." I sternly said, putting on my suit. Jimin smiled, "She's gonna kill you~, she's gonna kill you~," Jimin sang tip toeing while poking my back like an annoying child. "Hey stahb it! Leave the guy alone." Jin came out of the kitchen ready to give Jimin a scolding. Jimin only laughed and gave me one last poke, "Bye hyung." Jimin whispered before running away.

This kid, seriously he can be cute at times I have to be honest, but he can be a pain in the ass. Namjoon finally came out of the bathroom as I ran inside to get ready. "Dayum I look fucked up." My hair was all over the place, my face was puffy and the visible dark circle under my eyes. Damn Bachelorette party, got me fucked up with alcohol and slept in. Thanks guys, now Uee is going to be real mad.

I ran out the bathroom, "Ready?" They all stood there, "Waiting for you bro, let's go!" Namjoon dragged me outside and into the car and drove off. We finally made it to the venue as I ran inside, all I could think while coming here is, "shit shit shit!" I found Jooyoung pacing all dressed up. "Jooyoung! Sorry I'm late!" I panted. She looked at me, "You better be. She's waiting for you." Jooyoung walked ahead as I followed behind, "Crap yoongi you have to ruin your wedding day." I mumbled once we stopped at the door.

"Just walk in," Jooyoung pat my back and walked away. I sighed taking in deep breaths, 'Just apologize Yoongi.' I fixed my suit, straighten my tie, and fixed my hair. "Here goes nothing." I pushed the door open, and was met by something I would have never thought. I blinked and silently chuckled. I stood at the entry of the door with every pair of eyes, from the guest we invited stare at me. I found the clock surprisingly and I was on time. The whole thing was on time.

The song played queuing me to walk as we practiced, I had a smile on the whole time as I walked down the aisle. The guys were standing there already, as they smiled sheepishly, "I'm gonna kill you guys after the wedding is over." I gritted through my teeth, as they snickered. Next followed the bridesmaids, dressed in pink gowns. Our daughter was placed in a wagon being dragged by my litte cousin. Gwihan happily sat in the wagon with her pink flower dress making everyone go 'aw'. Holly walked along side the wagon with the rings tied around his collar.

The song (from media) played indicating the girl, my fiancé and my bride is about to enter in my life. The doors opened as she stood there, with the light shinning behind her as if she was angel that has fallen on earth. People rose from their seats, as Uee walked down the aisle with such elegance. I couldn't keep my eyes off her, she was just beautiful. She stood in front of me with her father, "Yoongi, you have to take my hand." She whispered giggling a bit with her father. "Sorry, heh." I smiled and grabbed Uee's hand.

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