My Hand And Yours

Don't Mess This Up

"Unless!"

"Unless what?"

"We create a situation where they won't have a choice but to comply to."

"And that plan is?"

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Minhyun sat down in front of dressing table, hair styled neatly and makeup done prettily. He had on a white suit with white shirt and pants, basically all white with a black choker. He didn't want to put the choker on but his sister had insisted when he had his fitting done as well. He thought he could have just went with his usual formal style but she would have none of that since she wanted to really piss off their parents in order to stop the wedding from happening. He sighed and fixed his shirt, wondering if he should put a tie on but she didn't want that which was why he just couldn't seem to leave the dressing room yet. He felt like he wasn't dressed well enough for a wedding. His parents were sure to make a fuss. He took one last look in the mirror before sliding on his white gloves. He stood up and straightened himself. He still couldn't really believe his sister was getting married today. It was so abrupt that it just felt... Fake. But it was happening and he just had to accept the fact that Baekho would be his brother in law after today.

He opened the door to find for Baekho since he was the man of honor and knew it was probably better to keep Baekho under surveillance than letting the rebellious male run wild by himself. Minhyun was determined to salvage the situation if the other two really intended to destroy it because it was bound to happen someday and if they didn't get married today, there was no saying if his parents would just find another to marry his sister off to again. It would be an endless cycle of his sister trying to ruin every wedding they force her into and Minhyun felt like that would be a lot of wasted money. Even this wedding itself was extravagant with huge real flowers decorations and the such. It kicked up his allergies but he tried not to let it get to him for now, having downed some medicine to help stabilise himself.

He reached the bridegroom's room where two bodyguards stood guarding it and knocked. The door opened and he was pulled in before he even caught a glimpse of Baekho. He stumbled in and the door was shut behind him. He turned around and there Baekho was. He felt his breath get caught in his throat when he saw how well groomed the other was. His hair down to his shoes were all perfect. It was nothing like the usual casual rogue looking Baekho. This was smart formal Baekho. Now isn't the time to be ogling though. And why was he even ogling in the first place? He absolute looked stunning, no wait, he looks normal. Normal.

"Is this really happening?" Baekho asked in an exasperated tone. Minhyun blinked before nodding.

"Yes?" he replied in an uncertain tone as well.

"Oh god..."

"God didn't exactly have anything to do with this," Minhyun mumbled to himself mostly as he leaned against the wall partially. "You look anxious."

"I am anxious." The shorter male was pacing up and down the dressing room while gritting his teeth. Minhyun guessed even Baekho had distraught thoughts behind his sunshiny facade.

"You look great too," Minhyun added and Baekho stopped in his tracks. He looked at Minhyun with wide confused eyes as if he didn't know what to make out of the compliment Minhyun just gave him.

"I... I do?"

"Yes."

"Um...Thanks?"

Minhyun just nodded and approached him. He adjusted Baekho's suit and tie before taking a step back. "You'll do great too." He flashed a tiny smile to Baekho and the shorter male felt as if his worries had just become a puddle that was bound to evaporate in a matter of seconds.