secretly married | daerosé ✓

three

(a/n) - i'mma speed this
up since i have a lot of books
to finish, and of course,
to get closer to my sweet break.

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daehyun's pov

i'm now here, just waiting for my bride.

i scratched the back of my neck. then suddenly, she appeared. her hand on his fathers arm as they walked down the aisle.

i only realized it now; she's really beautiful. as she was closer to me, i was out of words. my mouth was open a bit as i looked at her, admiring her beautiful face.

fuck, she's beautiful.

her father let go of her and he smiled at me, "take care of my daughter." he said and i smiled before grabbing her hand and putting it around my arms as we faced the priest.

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"do you, jung daehyung, take park chaeyoung to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the priest said and i nodded as i lazilly said, "i do."

"and do you, park chaeyoung, take jung daehyun to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest said. "what should i answer?" she whispered to me. "i didn't know we're having a quiz here," she pouted.

"i hate seatworks!" she stomped her feet and with an embarrassed tone, i said to her, "just say i do." i said and she nodded.

"i do! is it the correct answer?" she asked the priest and i just chuckled a bit at the priest and he smiled back before saying. "i now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss your wife." he said and i lifted her veil up and leaned down.

"what are you doing-" i grabbed her by the back of her neck forcefully and crashed my lips on hers, shutting her up, not wanting to get farther embarrassed by her childish attitude.

i'm now a married man, at 17.