Wedding Bells
A
"I feel like a can of sugar-free cinnamon rolls in this damn dress," Sohee muttered irritably, still trying to make her dress less tight even as we stood along the balcony waiting for HoSeok Lee to appear.
"What does that even mean?" She shrugged and I nudged her, trying not to draw attention to us. "At least yo titties ain't suffocating."
She chuckled sarcastically. "You'd think that, wouldn't you, Tit-ney Spears?"
"Fuck. You." I hushed her and surprisingly she did, but only because one of my least favorite people had finally appeared. Oddly enough, the two lovebirds had decide on a "traditionally American wedding style," though HoSeok specifically very clearly didn't know shit about our customs. Or maybe he just didn't give a shit for any customs and needed an excuse to walk out to an Usher song before his wife made her grand entrance as well.
Either way, everyone was applauding this clown, chattering excitedly as his goofy ass swagger down the aisle with a confident gate and a sly smirk.
This bastard didn't even change his hair color to something practical- he still had that blue and bleach Harley Quinn shit going on. And you can't walk down the aisle while Caught Up is playing and expect me to take you seriously.
I hadn't realized I'd said that part out loud until Sohee snorted and slapped my shoulder.
"What?" I hissed, "he a bitch!"
She held a finger to her smirking lips and turned to the position we were told to stay in for the duration of the ceremony, standing straight and tall.
When he finally made it to the balcony instead of walking up the two steps like a normal human being HoSeok hopped the little fence to stand before the bridesmaids, just in front of Kay and Katina, who squealed and giggled while Kay just stared ahead. She wasn't in a good mood, and hadn't told me why on the way here so I wasn't about to pry- especially after the awkwardness of the night before.
As usual Katina was doing the absolute most for any attention from HoSeok- I don't know what made Julie invite her, lest make that goofy thot a bridesmaid when she clearly still had her sights set on the husband-to-be.
But then again, I guess you keep friends close and enemies closer, plus she was marrying "Lee HoSeok." Certified sex symbol known for his effortless charm and handsome features....amongst other notable features I'd rather not concern myself with.
As if attempting to validate my irritation, HoSeok winked at us and while most of them giggled I had to stifle a gag. He genuinely made me sick, and so did his latest best man downgrade.
Speaking of said loser, Namjoon was standing roughly ten feet away from me, smiling like someone with a secret and trying his damndest to make eye contact with me. I deliberately looked past him and smiled at Hyungwon, who winked and shot me with his pointer finger. I pretended to catch it and showed him a heart, earning his low chuckle. Adrien made a noise of disgust beside him, shoving Hyungwon's shoulder. Namjoon rolled his eyes playfully then stared straight ahead as HoSeok approached him and slapped his best man a solid high five.
And thus the ceremony we've all been dreading finally began.
Well, I had dreaded, at least.
I had to walk off the balcony arm-in-arm with a man who wasn't my date.
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[unedited]
Been meaning to add this, it just felt like it fit better as an intro than piece of a later chapter
EXOEXO,
Keipseong

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