(Completed) |Wedding day|

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A week later~~

"Finally!! I exclaim, landing on the couch loudly.
I take off my coat, sighing sadly as I pout.
Namjoon has a lot of work, so he's going to be at the office until 2:00 am, leaving me all by myself in this apartment.

"Wait!! I'm dumb why can't I just call Tae and the others?" I say to myself, fishing my phone out of my pocket as I call each number, telling them all to come to my apartment to hang out.

I tell them all the location, hanging up as I tidy up the living room and kitchen, knowing those are the only places we are going to be in.

Twenty minutes later I hear multiple knocks.
I open the door and greet my friends, inviting them in.

We all sit on the couch, Yoongi breaking the comfortable silence.
"Look I know you're getting married and all, but that don't mean call us whenever. I was asleep."

And his appearance proved the truth. His hair was devilish, undone. His clothes were on messily, shoe laces untied, and his eyes and face visibly tired, but the glare he gave me made up for it.

"Sorry. It's just, Namjoon's out at work and I felt lonely, so then my reasonable option was to call my best friends!!!" I say.

"Well another one is fucking deal with it-oww!!" Yoongi hissed ribbing his arm, glaring at his boyfriend who only smiled in return.

"Ignore him, you have me!!" Jimin said smiling, coming over to where I was sitting to hug me.

"But what about me." Hoseok whined while pouting.
"And me!!" Taehyung said.
"And me too!!" Jungkook says, his child like brown orbs making me coo and reach for him, bringing him into a hug.

"Why the fuck does he get special treatment!!" Hoseok, Jimin, and Taehyung yell at the same time.

"Because he's my favorite." I say.
They gasp in shock.
"What the fuck!!"
"He should be the least favorite he's not me!!"
"Let's ask him who his favorite is." Taehyung says, cutting the other two off.

"Yeah let's do that! So bitch, who's your fucking favorite?!" Jimin sasses.
Jungkook bites his lip like he was thinking, but after a few seconds he says my name.

"Jin hyung."
Now only Taehyung gasped, him being the only one surprised.
"Shouldn't I be your favorite?! I'm married to you!!" Taehyung says in disbelief.

"Jin hyung cooks, cleans, and buys me things. You don't do any of those." Jungkook says, a mischievous smile on his lips.

Taehyung walks over and pulls Jungkook away from us, towards the guest room.
My eyes widened.
"Hey hey hey I just cleaned that yesterday!!"
"Don't care." My brother says, slamming the door behind him and Jungkook.

"This was supposed to be fun, not disgusting." I say pouting.
"Well hyung, someone can be, you know, your new favorite?" Jimin asks.

"Oh shut the fuck up!! Jungkook will always be his favorite no matter what!! He could commit a crime and Jin would help him hide the bodies!!! Just accept you're going to be the background character." Yoongi says annoyed.

Jimin stares at him for a minute, before his face contorts to anger.
"Oh this bitch-"

"Jimin!!" The rest of us groan.

Wedding Day~~

Lynn~~