𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒 | 𝐊- 𝐏𝐎𝐏

𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾

A White Wedding
SolifiedJaporeanist21

Summary:
It was a white wedding, indeed, but not like the one you imagined. It was better.

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You look taken aback at the mirror, everlasting joy radiating around you as you go over your appearance once more. Absentmidedly smoothing out your dress of any wrinkles that might have formed. You gap breathlessly, there was just no words to express the thoughts that itched to fall off your tongue.

“Wow…you look stunning, (Y/N).” You follow your friend’s voice beside you through the mirror. Letting out a gleeful sigh, you exclaim. “I know…isn’t it amazing? I can’t believe this is happening, its seems so unreal.”

You turn to face her, grasping the side of your dress as you step down from the stool below you. “But it is happening,” she takes your hands in hers “-in just 30 minutes you’ll no longer be (Y/N) (Y/L/N) but rather (Y/N) Park.” She lets out a daydreamed breath. “The thought right? You’ll be the luckiest girl alive no doubt. Aish I’m so jealous.”

A big smile spreads across your face at the mere thought, your heart clenching from the over excitement. You pray this not to be a dream.

“Will you be alright?” Your friend suddenly asks. “Its just the others need my help. I can literally hear them from the other room.”

You smile, nodding “No, yeah go on.”

“I’ll see you at the isle?” She confirmed.

“Yep!” You give her one last hug, thanking her for helping with your dress.

It was quiet when she left, beside the distant chattering of all the guest downstairs. You breath deeply, once more checking your appearance, excessively making sure you were wedding ready. You didn’t want to fail your future husband.

You do a twirl, giggling as the long gown spins around you in thick waves, your heels heard on the tile floor. When you stopped you glanced up.

You gasp shocked, hands immediately covering your mouth. “Chanyeol!” You shriek.

Said person merely smiled, the grin of his he always had when he seen something that really interested him. You wouldn’t say this was one of those times.

Chanyeol walks your way, but you back away. “Chanyeol, you can’t see me, its bad luck!” Hurriedly you try to find a place to hide but no matter where you looked you couldn’t find one. Shit!

Frantically you hopped into the bed, hiding yourself with the blankets. “Chanyeol what are you thinking!?”

Your fiance just chuckles deeply, “I’m thinking of how gorgeous my bride looks right now. Cause fuck.”

“That’s not what I meant! Now go there’s still time!”

Chanyeol shakes his head, “But I just got here.”

“That’s the point!” You worry.

You stare up at your fiance fearfully as he stands before you, nearly taken aback at how handsome he looked in that tuxedo. It was oddly satisfying, the thought of just taking it off of him. You shake your head internally, no you mustn’t get distracted!

“I’ll tell you what, I’ll leave if I get a kiss. Simple enough.” The question catches you off guard to say the least. Shamelessly you consider it, but the fishy feeling made the decision a lot harder than it should. Chanyeol usually doesn’t give in so easily. No matter the circumstances. What’s he plotting?