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Greetings, lovelies!

As said in the chapter before, this will be the ending to this book, but it's not really the ending-ending, just because I have a lot more bonus content to add onto it. So, I hope all of you are excited about that. :D

As always, enjoy!

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Two years pass after Namjoon's graduation ceremony and the day of the wedding had finally arrived.

The reason why it had been scheduled for two years later was because Namjoon and Seokjin didn't want to rush things, and Jin also wanted his lover to begin post-secondary school.

Namjoon was accepted into university and he delved himself into his studies about how to be a therapist for abuse victims, just like he had been years prior.

Seokjin was now head of the sales branch his superior thought was best to place him in. Since he had gotten a raise in income from his career position upgrade, he could afford to buy himself a sleek Mercedes-Benz to accompany the Rolls Royce in his garage.

He would have gotten a Lamborghini, but there just wasn't enough space in the back seat to fuck Namjoon in.

Apart from the couple, Jungkook was still in high school, and every once in a while, Seokjin would take him out to an empty parking lot to practice driving around in the old Cadillac that he had given Jungkook as a birthday present a year before.  

Yoongi and Hoseok graduated together from secondary school after Namjoon was given his diploma, and now they were trying to figure out what career departments they wanted to insert themselves into so they could study for it in college.

Jimin and Taehyung were in their last year of high school, and since Jungkook was on the same campus as them, they always tried to help him with homework projects for his classes.

Because Yoongi and Jimin were no longer in school together, the two of them simply couldn't meet in the adjoining parking lot for a blowjob. That fact led them both to have to run off and find a private space so that they could engage in a steamy round of phone sex.

It was the same case for Taehyung and Hoseok, but Taehyung preferred to come home after a long day to hop on his boyfriend's dick and ride him until they both couldn't form coherent words.

Aside from ages changing and some of the boys graduating, everyone still remained pretty much the same.

Jungkook's one-liners still rang laughter from deep within all of their chests, Jimin still had his classic slut tendencies, Taehyung continued to love to talk about the male anatomy, Hoseok never grew tired of arguing with Jimin over who fucked their boyfriend harder, Yoongi still flinched in surprise when Jimin grasped his thigh or murmured dirty talk in his ear, Namjoon still had his prostate pounded into on a near-daily basis, and Seokjin even now fought with Jimin over the stupidest of shit imaginable.

But after all they went through, they still loved each other with every fiber of their beings, and that's what mattered.

And the best part of it was that all of them promised to be present for their best friend being wed to his lovely partner.

"Can someone get me a paper bag to breath into? I'm having a panic attack," Yoongi shouted into the vast expanse of the hotel suite the boys were getting ready in, big heaving breaths leaving his lungs and Jimin ran to him to shush his panicked whimpers.

Namjoon was putting on his suit for the ceremony in the room off of their own, occasionally running his hand through his hair out of the stress of the occasion ahead of him.

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