𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝔼𝕆 - [Oɴᴇᴜs Rᴀᴠɴ FF]

«𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 11»

[Y/n pov]

Already reaching the wedding venue, the others told me to get out of the car first to make sure the dress isn't crumpled.

• Flashback •

[Author's pov]

Youngjo puts on the nicely made Tom Browne suit before tying his black shoes. The hair stylist did his hair as he sprayed himself with his favourite men's cologne.

Keonhee: Ma man.

He patted Youngjo's shoulders causing Youngjo to jerk down at the force of Keonhee's hands.

Keonhee: About to be a married man I see?

Hwanwoong: CEO of **** Motorsports, Kim Youngjo was announced to get married with a commoner.

He added as his hands raised upon imagining those beautiful words.

Keonhee: Bet you're happy despite your intimidating expression.

He said while looking at Youngjo's flaming eyes.

Youngjo: So you're expecting me to be happy?

He coldly questioned.

Seoho: It's your wedding bro, why wouldn't you be.

Youngjo: *sighs* For fxck sake it's arranged.

Ignoring the boys who were quiet, he walked himself to the mirror to fix his collar.

Xion:It's a what? Hyung, are you stupid enough to let your parents marry you to a girl you don't like? ;-; What a pussy.

Youngjo: It's not like I wanted it. Just-- let's just get this over with. I'm sick and tired of this.

Xion: YOU'RE A PUSSY!

Youngjo: ALRIGHT I HEAR YOU!

He yells before going out of the room.

Hwanwoong:...Did he loose some sleep last night cuz I'm pretty sure he gets his cranky-ness when he's sleep deprived.

Leedo:Nah he's like the same old same old.

Seoho: Says the man drinking more than 4 glasses of the wedding champagne that you're not suppose to open. Speaking of it, how does it taste like?

Leedo:Pretty bad actually.

His tummy grumbled.

Leedo: I think...I need to go for a number 2.

Hwanwoong: Don't take too long. The wedding starts in a few minutes.

Hwanwoong yelled.

Leedo:Let my butthole breathe damn it!

Xion:No bro, don't let his butt breath.

Hwanwoong: I'm planning to.

Leedo:I'm not deaf you hoes!

• Back to the present •

[Y/n's pov]

While you were standing behind the doors, you peeked through the line between the brown oak doors to see guests talking to each other and some looking for their seats. The priest who have already arrived found Youngjo's parents.