My Ex-Boy Toy || e)(o Baekhyun

Wedding Haze

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Seoyeon's POV

The morning sunshine was not a pleasant one. After a long, strenuous night of last minute preparations for the wedding which led to wine glasses being scattered around the living room. I somehow managed to crawl my way up the steep stairs to my room. Tiffany's demands from the previous night carrying on to this new, glorious day.

I drag the plush pillow from next to me onto my head to mute the voices downstairs to no avail. The voices were growing louder as if coming closer and closer.

I might as well be the unassuming girl that is about to be eaten by some apex predator.

Next thing I know, my door swings open. A cold draft skimming my exposed arms awakens my skin with goosebumps.

"Seoyeon." Tiffanys says with a smooth yet firm voice. She continues, "I expect to see you downstairs in 15 minutes for makeup."

She doesn't wait for me to respond when she leaves the room in stillness with the soft creak of the door closing.

I stay in bed for about another five minutes gathering myself for the day to come. The exchange of "I do's", couple dances, clinking of champagne glasses, and endearing kisses. The soft whispers of love that tickle the ears.

There was even a time when Baekhyun's affectionate whispers tickled my ears.

"I like you." Baekhyun's fingers grasp my chin and he lifts my face to meet with his.

"Stop it, Baek." I playfully push on his chest.

"Say you like me." His gaze intensified by the second.

"No." I cross my arms, turning away from him.

"Say it." He whispers against my ear then kisses my shoulder.

"Fine, I like me." I smirk, side eyeing him.

"Always stubborn." He wraps his arms around me inhaling my scent.

"That's right." I now begin to give into his touch, I lean against his chest loving the feeling of his warmth and strong arms.

"I'll get it out of you one way or another." He brushes my hair away from my shoulder and begins to kiss my neck slowly in long loving kisses.

The smile gradually forming on my lips falls away all at once like an old building being demolished with a single push of a button.

My chest constraints, the ugliness of regret circling in my veins.

"Jackass..." I mutter breathlessly to myself.

I can't think about this anymore. By tonight, things will be different. Things will be as they should be.

Once again, I'll be the sister that lives in California that hardly visits home.

I end up making it downstairs. The living room is completely transformed with salon-like stations setup on the far side of the room. At the center of the room is a long mirror with an empty clothing rack. Taeyeon is sitting calmly in her seat watching cousin Suho through the mirror as he styles her hair. All the while, Tiffany is on the phone with the florist.

No one notices me as my mom and the other bridesmaids are focused on styling their hair properly. I tiptoe to the kitchen to fetch myself some tea. The cup of sweet tea warms my body seemingly dispelling the weight of emotions.

"Good morning, Sunshine." Sehun flashes his gleaming bright smile.

"No, not today." I sip my hot tea.