My Muse || Sope

-Forty-Six-

This is one of my favorite chapters I have ever written. Hope y'all enjoy it like I have!

"Wow! Who would've thought you would be able to look better than me!" Taehyung exclaimed as he helped me fix my tie.

"Hey! You have to be nice to me! You're my Best Man! I can always fire you." I turned to face the mirror, buttoning up the buttons of my jacket.

"Too late, pal! Today is the day. You're stuck with me." Taehyung winked at me before sitting down on the couch in the dressing room. "So, are you ready?"

"To marry the only person to make me actually feel loved and important? Of course!" I felt my cheeks turn bright red at my answer.

Taehyung crossed his arms over his chest and pouted. "Do I not make you feel loved and important? Wow. I have failed at my role as your best friend."

I laughed while embracing Taehyung in a hug. He smacked my head and tried to pull away but my grip forced him to stay against my chest.

"What the hell are you doing? You're going to wrinkle our suits you dumbass!" Taehyung eventually wrapped his arms around me in return, and we stood there for a few solid minutes until we broke it off. He patted my head and smiled down at me.

"I'm so proud of you, Min Yoongi."

Tears stung my eyes at his words, making me slap his arm. "You son of a bitch! I don't want to cry until I see Hoseokie! Stop it."

Taehyung giggled before straightening out my suit and tie. "You look so handsome. Hoseok is a lucky guy."

"I'm the lucky one."

Taehyung smiled his box-smile at me and checked us out one more time. "Okay, are you ready?"

I took in a deep breath, closing my eyes. "I'm ready."

Taehyung held his elbow out for me and I laughed while wrapping my arm around it. He walked me down the hallway and smiled at me one more time before opening up the double doors.

It was a small wedding, only my friends and coworkers on my side, and Hoseok's family, friends, and coworkers on his side. We had rented out a beautiful old factory, which was decorated with white and blue flowers, and silver accents. It was simple, but just our style. I wore a grey suit with a grey vest and a blue tie.

I had insisted on walking down the aisle first so I could see Hoseok's face. I took my place on the altar and clasped my hands in front of my body while I waited.

When the double doors opened, my breath hitched in my chest. Hoseok wore a solid black suit with a sparkly silver bowtie, and silver dress shoes. As much as I wanted to laugh, I had to make sure I was watching the moment it happens.

Hoseok smiled at me as he took a few steps down the aisle. I cleared my throat and watched as the double doors behind him opened again, revealing Hoseok's father, clad in a new suit.

Hoseok turned and instantly burst into tears, his hands going up to his mouth and his knees buckling underneath him. He was curled up on the aisle while his father ran to him and embraced him. I saw them whispering a few words before Hoseok stood up and faced me, a look of shock on his face. He fixed his suit and wiped the tears before reaching out for his father's arm. They walked down the aisle together, Hoseok sniffling every few steps.

Namjoon, who was officiating the wedding, faced the two men. "Do you, Mr. Jung, give your son, Jung Hoseok. away to Min Yoongi?"

Hoseok and I faced his father was uncertainty.

"I do." Hoseok gasped before hugging his father and kissing his cheek.

"Thank you."

Mr. Jung smiled at him and then me, giving me a wink before sitting down on Hoseok's side of the ballroom.