Wedding

I was standing in front of a big mirror, looking
at myself in the beautiful wedding dress I had
put on. I'd just put on my heels too and that was the
finishing touch on my look as a bride.

I ran my hands over the fabric and rustled it a bit
to make my dress fall over my shoes in a perfect way.
My hair was pinned on one side, my bangs in a braid,
pinned back and the rest of my hair was in flowy, curly
locks cascading down my back.

I sighed as I thought about the one who I was going
to marry and felt the doubts ever strong in my heart.
It wasn't the one I had intended to marry but it was my
fathers' wish.

Taemin was a good man and my dad wanted me to marry
him because he knew I would have a great, solid future.
We'd been dating for a year when he popped
the question, already expected by my father because he was
the one who told him to. To me, it came completely unexpected and
way too soon. I felt forced to say yes because I was
afraid of my dad's reaction if I told Taemin no.

I was only doubtful because the man I was going to marry
wasn't the man who held my heart.
I smiled as I thought back to the first day that I met the
one I wanted to spend my life with, four years ago.

---

"I hate raisins."
I mumbled as I tried to get them out of the apple pie
I'd just ordered.
"They're disgusting."

"It still baffles me that you take all that time to get
rid of the raisins. Why not order something else?"
my friend Jia asked with a chuckle.
"It takes you longer to get rid of the raisins than
actually eating the pie."

"Because I happen to like apple but I'm allergic to
apple that's fresh. If it's in an apple pie, it's been heated
and I can eat it. Therefore, I go through all this trouble.
I like apple and I like apple pie. I just hate raisins."
I replied as I was dissecting the pie to make sure that
there were no more humiliated grapes in it.

When I was done, I took my first bite and smiled.
"Totally worth it."

We were in a small cafe in Daegu, drinking and eating
after we'd taken a walk through the city.
We'd done some shopping but Jia had succeeded more
than I had, having two bags and I only one.

"I cannot believe you left those shoes there. They
were perfect for you."
Jia said as she sighed.
"They'll be waiting for your return."

"They were heels, Jia. You know I don't wear those.
I wear sneakers or biker boots. I'm not a girly girl
and I never will be."
I replied and she rolled her eyes.

"But they had studs!"

"I don't care, they were way too high for me. I'm not
buying them if they'll only stand in my closet until I
decide that I don't want them anymore."
I shot back.

"Fine, fine. I still say it's a shame but-"
she stopped midway to look out the window.
"Wow. Who is that?"

I looked over to the window as well and saw a few
guys in the parking lot, just hanging around, having
something to drink and laughing.

"There's more than one. Which one are you talking
about?"
I asked as I scanned the boys' faces.
"Oh, I know. The shorter blonde one, right?"

"You know me too well. God, he is one good looking
guy. I wouldn't mind waking up next to him every
now and then."
Jia said as she kept her eyes on the guys.
"The one with the mint green hair and dressed in
all black is definitely your type."

I took another glance at the boys and found who she was
talking about. He was laughing before taking a sip of
something before looking at us.

I wanted to turn my head but his eyes caught mine
and stayed there. He grinned, lifted his cup to me
and then took another sip. I did the same and shook my
head with a chuckle.
"Yeah, he's my type. Ah well, one can dream, right?"

"Aera, he's right there. Why dream if you can just walk
up to him and start a conversation?"
Jia wanted to know before she took a sip of her drink.
"Your clothing styles match somewhat and he has that
bad boy but actually a sweetheart kind of vibe."

"Oh yeah. That will pursuade me to go talk to him
for sure."
I replied with sarcasm.
"Just drop it and drink your coffee."

She sighed and wanted to say something but I just gave
her a stern look and she scrunched her nose in defeat.

Shortly after, the door to the cafe was opened and the
guys who had just been on the parking lot, walked in with
alot of commotion.

They all ordered something and while waiting for their
order, Jia was still eyeing the blonde one.
"If you want me to talk to the mint green one, you go talk to the
blonde one. Or stop staring and eyefucking him."

"Are you nuts? He's way too handsome, I'll completely
shut down and-"
her eyes flew open.
"Oh shit."

I wanted to ask what was wrong but I was met with
a mint haired, beanie wearing guy coming over to
our table. He was shortly followed by the other three,
looking at us curiously.

"Can I help you with anything?"
I asked after a few moments of silence.

Jia kicked me from under the table and I sent her
a scowl.

"Well, we saw you sitting here and we were just kind
of were wondering how you were doing."
one of them said.

This one was quite tall but not the tallest. He had a big,
infectious smile and I couldn't help but smile back.

"I don't believe that for one second."
I replied as sweetly as I could.

"Okay, you caught us. Jimin liked your friend and was
too chicken to do something about it. So now we're
here."
the mint haired said and the blonde one turned a shade
of red while he looked at his friend incredulously.

"Hyung!"
Jimin said and I chuckled.

"Well, at least someone is honest. I'm Aera.
That is Jia. I suppose you are Jimin?"
I asked and the blonde one nodded in defeat.
"Nice to meet you. I'll make room so you can sit down."

I stood up and Jia said "Aera!" when I did that.

"What, you were talking about him anyway so why
not let you talk? It's just a conversation. He might be
good looking but he might have the worst personality."
I turned to Jimin.
"Not that I'm making assumptions but you can be handsome
and a douchebag, you know?"

He nodded.
"Yeah, sure. I don't think I am a douchebag though."

"I beg to differ."
the mint haired one said and Jimin just shoved his
shoulder.

"Seriously, you wanna sit down Jimin? I'll just go sit by the bar
and wait for Jia's distress signal if she sends
me one. Oh and no groping. You've just met so be civil."
I said then what made the mint haired one chuckle.

"I would never do that."
Jimin said with a small blush.

"Relax. I was talking to Jia."
I replied and her mouth fell open before she laughed.

"Sometimes I could just strangle you, you know that?
I promise I'm not a groper."
she said, talking to Jimin.

"She really isn't, I was only kidding."
I grabbed Jimin's sleeve and pulled him towards
my seat.
"Have fun!"

I gave Jimin an ecncouraging smile when I turned
around.
"How about some privacy?"
I asked the others and they all shuffled out of the way.

"You're really just gonna sit at the bar?"
the tallest one said.

"Sure. Jia noticed you first and I knew right away that
Jimin was her type. And Jia is everyone's type, honestly.
I'm being a good wing woman."
I shrugged and sat down on a stool.
"You don't have to wait here with me, though. I'll be fine."

"I'll sit with you, if that's okay."
the mint haired one said.

"What are we supposed to do?"
the tall one asked with a frown.

"Go outside and keep an eye on Jimin. If you see him
screwing up, I'll save his sorry ass."
he mumbled.
"I can't really see him from here unless I turn around
and frankly, I don't want to."

"Fine, fine."
he got as a reply and the others made their way over
to the door.
"But you're bringing us our coffee."

"Sure, Namjoon. I'll bring you your damn coffee."
he said as he rolled his eyes and didn't turn around.

The other two left to go outside and I was left with the one
Jia had labeled as 'my type.'

"So, mint green?"
I asked as I took a strand of his hair between my thumb and
index finger.
"Not something you see very often. Not this shade, anyway.
I like it."

He grinned.
"Yeah, I wanted to try something different."

"You succeeded. I noticed you outside, as you saw."
I replied with a small smile.
"Maybe it was the all black attire in combination with
your bright hair."

"Maybe."
he said giving me a look up and down. His eyes stayed on
my shoes.
"Those are awesome. I like biker boots on a girl."

"Not really fan of heels. But I can do both if I must. This
has my preference, though. Heels were invented by men who
wanted to make woman suffer and make their ass look good."
I replied.

"I'm not complaining about the latter, though."

I chuckled when I saw his mischievous grin.
"Of course you wouldn't."

"Maybe I'll see you in heels sometime, too."
he said after a few moments.

"Who knows, maybe."
I looked at him as I felt his eyes on me.

When I looked in them, I found my heart speeding
up and I took a deep breath because it felt like my lungs
had stopped working. I had no idea why but it was certainly
new for me.

"I didn't catch your name, though."
I said a little breathless.

"I'm not sure I should give it to you."
he said softly, also not looking away.

"Why not?"
my voice was hardly above a whisper.

"It'll give me a reason to see you again."
he replied and I smiled.

"I don't think you need an extra reason than the
obvious one."
I said as I felt the heat slowly rise to my cheeks.

"Which is?"

"The fact that we've been staring at each other for a
minute and neither one of us can look away."
I cleared my throat and held my hand out for him to shake.
"I'm Jung Aera."

He took my hand in his and I swear my heart skipped a beat.
"Min Yoongi. No need for formalities."

"It's nice to meet you, Yoongi."

"I believe the pleasure it all mine."
he said and held my hand long enough to make it
awkward if it had been anyone else.

---

I sighed as I heard a knock on the door and Jia walked in.

"Aera, everyone is about ready for the ceremony
if you are.. Are you okay?"
she asked.

I nodded.
"Yeah, of course."

"You're thinking about Yoongi again."
she stated and I just looked at her through the mirror.

"Maybe."

"Oh, stop it. I can see it on your face. If you're doubting this
marriage to Taemin than why did you agree to it?"
Jia wanted to know.

"Because it was my father's wish. End of discussion."
I said, a little angry.
"It's not like I had any say in the matter, I was practically
forced to."

"You could've said no, Aera."
Jia said, softly now.

"I know. But my dad picked Taemin for a reason. He's
handsome, working in a flourishing business and he's
smart, too. He's a nice guy, I'll grow to love him eventually."
I replied with a firm nod.
"He hasn't come, has he?"

Jia shook her head.
"He hasn't contacted Jimin either and he's called
Yoongi numerous times. I don't think he'll show up."

I nodded.
"It's what I expected. If it had been the other way around
I wouldn't have come. Not when he would be marrying
someone else. We were supposed to.."
I trailed off but Jia shook me out of my reverie.

"I'm giving you ten more minutes to get yourself
together and then it's time for the ceremony. And think about
this, Aera. If you marry this man, there's hardly a way back and
if you're not sure.. Don't do it. You should be happy and if
Yoongi is the one who makes you happy then this is wrong."
Jia turned around and opened the door.
"Don't make a decision you're going to regret when the time
comes. Do this for you."

I looked at the closed door and sat down in a chair,
feeling sick to my stomach. I felt hurt that Yoongi wasn't
there but I really couldn't blame him. I remembered the
day that I told him about the marriage and saw the look in
his eyes.

---

I woke up slowly feeling content for a minute or two
until the thoughts of the day before had flooded into
my head again. Taemin had asked me to marry him and I'd
said yes because that was expected of me. As I looked into
the chocolate brown eyes of Yoongi, who was staring at me
with a soft smile, I felt my insides churn.

"Good morning beautiful."
he mumbled and kissed my nose softly.

"Good morning, handsome."
I replied and smiled at him.
"You been awake long?"

"About ten minutes. You looked tired last night so
I didn't want to wake you."
he mumbled as he shuffled a bit closer.

I was lying on my right side, facing him while his fingertips
slowly traced the curves of my body.

"Yeah, I was really tired. Especially after our little
escapades. You wore me out in every good way."
I said and he chuckled.

"You'd think that after three and a half years of being
together and almost four years of having sex, you'd at least
be a little used to it by now."
he murmered.

"I hope I never get used to it. That would make everything
far too boring."
I replied and shuffled closer, wrapping one arm around his neck
and pulling him in for a deep kiss.
"And don't remind me of how sinful we've been from the start."

"Sinful is the best way to start a relationship, though. And you
wanted it the first time, I tried to be a gentleman."
he replied with a smirk.

I laughed.
"You were the one who suggested I'd come over
to your place. As if you didn't want to have sex with me
then, you lie."

"I wanted to have sex when you the first time I met
you in that diner. Those boots. That sarcasm, those eyes.
I was done for the moment I laid eyes on you. And I still am."

I kissed him again.
"I remember the mint green hair and the all black you
were wearing that day. And your eyes, also. I still can't
stop looking at them and not fall deeper in love with you."

He gave me his shy smile and I sighed.
"We need to talk about something, though."

He frowned.
"Okay. That sounds very serious."

"It is. You know how my dad has pretty much forced me
to date Taemin."
I started and got a nod from Yoongi.

"Well.. He's asked me to marry him yesterday."
I mumbled, looking at my own hands.

"He did? Wow, he doesn't waste his time, does he.
Well, you said no right?"

I took a deep breath.
"I said yes."

The hurt in Yoongi's eyes was immediate and I felt myself
cringe.
"I had to, Yoongs. My dad picked him for me and I can't tell
my dad that I love you instead of Taemin. I don't know how."

"You just say no and 'I love Yoongi'. There's no difficulty in that.
You said yes?"
he asked and I saw him swallow.
"I thought you and I.."

"I want to, more than anything. I want you, more than anyone
but I don't know how to get out of this and still be able to see
my family. It would be a disgrace to them if I'd said no. And to be
honest, I hadn't expected it this soon."
I said as Yoongi had rolled away and pulled on his underwear.
"Yoongi, you have to believe me that if I felt that I had a choice,
I would choose you. Always."

"You do have a choice, though."
he said, angry now.
"No would have been enough for him to understand that you
weren't gonna marry him."

"Yoongi, please try to see it from my perspective. I like Taemin,
he's a real nice guy and he's been very patient, too."

"Patient?! How is he patient?!"
Yoongi asked waving his hands through his now grey
hair.

"I've told him I wanted to wait until marriage to sleep
with him."
I said.

Yoongi looked susprised.
"You did?"

"Of course! I'm not one to sleep with everyone and I love
you. Not him."
I responded, putting my underwear on too.
"You can take this any way you want but fact of the matter
is that I don't want to marry him because I love him or have
fallen for him. On the contrary. I'd rather spend my entire life
waking up next to you, loving you and growing old together.
But I don't see how I can do that if everyone in my family
is all for Taemin. If you know a way, please tell me because I've
thought long and hard about this and I can't find a way out."

"Just be honest and tell your dad."
he said, almost begging.
"Please, Aera. Don't do this to me. To us. We've got something
great here and we can be even more great if you can just tell
him no. Don't do this, please. I don't want to lose you to
some other guy you don't even love."

I walked over to him and placed my hands on his cheeks,
making him look at me.
"No matter what happens, you will never lose me. Never.
Not even if I marry someone else. My heart will always be yours
and yours alone."

"Aera, I love you."
Yoongi said with a strained voice.
"Please, I'm begging you.."

I felt the tears in my eyes as I heard the pain in his voice.
"I love you, Yoongi."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and he buried his
face in my neck, wrapping his arm around my waist.
I felt his body shake and I tightened my grip.

"We'll be okay."
I said after a while.

"I don't see how. Once you're married we can't be
together anymore. I refuse to be the other guy."
Yoongi mumbled.
"Although I'd probably make an exception for you."

I chuckled through my tears.
"You would. But I am not going to put you in that
position. Honestly, we'll find a way to make something
work. I need you in my life, Yoongi."

"I don't know if I can."
Yoongi had released me somewhat, his hands on my waist.
"I don't know how to be without you anymore."

"You've managed for 23 years without me, though. I think
you'll be fine."
I mumbled as I closed my eyes and placed my forehead
against his, gently.
"But I feel the same."

"So, what now?"
he asked after a while.

"I don't know, Yoongs. I wish I did."
I replied as I planted a small kiss on his lips.
"I wish I could just run away and take you with me."

"We should."
he said with a small smile.
"I could go anywhere with you and I'd be home."

I felt the tears again at the love that was showing
in his eyes.

"I don't deserve you, you know that?"
I said and wiped my tears away.

"Oh you mean like I don't know what I've done in
life to deserve you?"
he asked and I nodded.
"The feeling's mutual."

I chuckled and then sighed, my expression solemn.
"I adore you so."

"I adore you, too."
Yoongi mumbled before pressing his lips against mine
once more before wrapping me in his arms again.

---

There was another knock on the door and I was once
again, brought back to the present.

"Aera? We're ready for you."
Jia said as she walked in.

"Okay. Let's go."
I said and stood up, following Jia out.

My father was standing at the beginning of the path
towards the aisle. He was the one giving me away to
Taemin and he looked so proud.

"Darling, I've said it before and I'll say it again. You look
absolutely beautiful."
he said with the biggest grin I'd seen on him until now.

"There were tears an hour ago, where are my tears now?"
I asked, talking about the first look with my father.

"I'm afraid that will be the only tears you'll get from me
today. Don't push it."
he said and softly nudged my arm with his.
"Are you ready?"

I didn't trust my voice so I just smiled up at him and
took a deep breath.
The music started and the doors opened, revealing
the guests all standing up from their seats. I felt a lump
in my throat when I noticed Taemin at the end of the
path, standing at the aisle. He looked very handsome
in his suit.

I tried to smile genuinely but I felt myself failing.
Putting on my best fake smile was the only thing I could
do so that's what I did for the sake of my parents and all
the guests who'd come.

I almost stopped in my tracks when I noticed a black
haired man with a stoic expression look at me intently.
Yoongi was standing next to Jia en Jimin, the latter squeezing
his shoulder before giving me a sweet smile.

I had to fight the urge to run to him and run my hands
through his hair, back to what was his own color.
He had an all black suit on with a white tie and I could only
stare as I walked past him, his eyes never leaving mine.

My heart was beating in my throat and I felt like I
was going to pass out, knowing he turned up after all.

When we'd reached Taemin, my father handed him my hand
with a proud smile and Taeming gave me a small,
sweet kiss on my cheek.

I gave him a smile and so the ceremony began.
We'd decided we wanted it short and simple, nothing
too fancy because we weren't like that, either.

When it came to our vows, we decided to not openly
do them. It was a request of mine, not knowing what to
say to him when my heart wasn't ready to let Yoongi
go in the way that I should now I was marrying someone else.

And then, the rings came. It was time for me to give him
my confirmation in marriage. When I was asked to repeat
after the minister, I saw a figure from the corner or my eye
stand up and make his way out of the room. I felt my heart break
with every step Yoongi did in his black converse.

I wanted to repeat what the minister said but I couldn't find
my voice. I couldn't find the willpower to do as I was asked.
Instead, I looked at Taemin.
"I can't do this."

"I'm sorry?"
the minister asked and Taemin frowned.

"I can't do this, I'm so, sorry."
I whispered as I pulled my hands away from Taemin.
"You'll find someone who's perfect for you but that
woman is not me. I'm so sorry."

I turned to Yoongi who had almost reached the door.
"Min Yoongi, don't you dare take one more step!"
I said with my voice raised.

He halted and then turned around with a frown and hurt
look on his face.

I faced my parents who's confusion was written on their
faces.
"Mother. Father. I'm sorry for being a dissapointment to
you but I cannot and will not marry this man. He deserves
a woman completey devoted to him and that is something
I cannot offer him."

They gasped surprised.
"What is this nonsense?!"
My father wanted to know.

"This isn't nonsense, father. I only agreed to marry Taemin
because you wanted me to. You never once asked about me
and what I wanted. And I can't do this for you. A wise woman
told me just now that I have to do this for me and Taemin isn't
the one I want to spend my life with."
I responded and turned to Taemin.

"Taemin, I can't begin to explain how sorry I am for leaving
you like this. I really like you, you're a great guy but you're
not the one for me and I hope that someday you will find
the right woman who will love you for all that you are."

Taemin sighed.
"I'm glad you're honest but you could've just said no
when I asked you to marry me, you know."

"I know. I should have. I was stupid and afraid that I'd
lose my father and mother when I did so. I never should've
used you like that and I will try and make it up to you if
you'll let me. I'd like to be friends someday if that's something
you might want, too."
I replied stepping closer to Taemin.

He nodded.
"Yeah, maybe. We'll see."

I stood on my toes and kissed his cheek.
"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, too. If I'd known you felt that way, I never would've
asked you."
Taemin said with a sad smile.
"I kind of thought that when we would be married, we'd
be fine but I guess you've found someone else already."

"You don't have to feel sorry, you couldn't have known.
And yes. I did."
I gave him a small smile before turning around to see that
Yoongi had walked over and was about halfway down the aisle.

"I demand you stop this ridiculous scene, Jung Aera!"
my father said then as he stood up.
"This is a disgrace to our families!"

"So disown me if all you care about is your reputation
and your pride. I don't want to be scared of pleasing you
or making a decision based on your preferences, father.
I love Yoongi. And I have loved him for five years now.
I can't just stop loving him when you tell me to, I'm not
capable."
I said as I faced my father.
"I don't have a choice and even if I did, I'd always pick
Yoongi."

I lifted up the front of my dress and carefully stepped
down the two steps that led me to Yoongi. I walked over
to him and the confusion was written on his face.

"What are you doing? You'll lose your parents if you don't
marry him."
he said when I'd reached him and he placed his hands on my
arms.
"You can't lose your parents because of me."

I gave him a small smile.
"I can't help the way I feel, Yoongi. I can't marry him when I
know that I should be marrying you instead. I hope they'll come
around and if they don't, I'll try and accept that. But I choose
you, Min Yoongi. I always will."

"You're insane."
he mumbled as I saw the realization dawn on him. There
was no more confusion on his face.
"But I love you for it."

I smiled before I stepped closer to him and pressed
my lips on his. I'd placed my hands behind his neck,
pressing him as close to me as I could while he did the
same with his hands on the small of my back.

Within that kiss, I felt all the tension and stress leave
my body. This was where I was supposed to be, this
was who I was supposed to be with.
I felt Yoongi relax in my arms, too and I knew that I'd made
the right decision for him and for me.

I broke the kiss and I couldn't help but smile and look
at him.
"I'm sorry I put you through all this. I can't believe you came."
I whispered, as I placed one hand on his cheek, my thumb
gently caressing his lips.
"It must've been torture."

"You have no idea. But I figured that if I wanted to see you
in a wedding dress, I had to go. Even though you weren't
gonna marry me, I had to see you as a bride."
he whispered back, as he kissed the tip of my nose.
"And my God, you look breathtaking, Aera. You're even
more beautiful then I'd pictured in my head."

I blushed at his compliment before I responded.
"You don't look to bad yourself. I love the converse.
So very you."

"Well, what can I say."
he said with a shrug and I chuckled before taking a deep
breath.

"Let's get out of here."
I mumbled and he nodded.

"Sounds like a great plan. Where to?"
he asked and I grabbed my hand in his.

"To the diner where we first met. Because we have something
to celebrate and I think that's the perfect place."
I responded as I turned around to Jia en Jimin who were
both grinning like idiots.
"You two lovebirds coming?"

"Hell yeah."
Jimin said as he grabbed Jia's hand in his and pulled her
with him. When they'd walked over, Jimin hugged me close.

"You've made the right decision, Aera. I just know it."
he said as he kissed my cheek.
"And you look beautiful."

I smiled.
"Thank you. You look very handsome yourself."

Jia wrapped her arms around me and kissed my cheek
multiple times.
"I'm so, so proud of you for choosing you."

I looked at Yoongi.
"There really wasn't any other choice. But you already knew
that, didn't you?"

"Of course I did."
she replied and I smiled.

"Thanks."

"Anytime."
she said and wrapped her arm around Jimin's waist.

"Where are we going?"
Jimin asked as he wrapped his arm around Jia's neck and
kissed her temple.

"To the diner where we first met. We have to celebrate the
fact that I'm not getting married to the wrong guy."
I replied and we kept talking while we made our way down
the aisle, towards the exit.

"That is probably the best idea I've heard so far."
Jia said.
"Apart from you choosing Yoongi of course. It'll be so
hard to top that."

We all chuckled and I felt at ease and at home when I felt
Yoongi's lips on my head, his nose buried in my hair and his
arm around me.
"I love you."
he mumbled and I looked up at him before I returned the
sentiment, feeling as happy as I could be.

"I feel like I love you doesn't cut it, though."
I said as we walked outside.
"I feel like I need more words to tell you just how much
but I can't find them."

"We have a lifetime for that. You'll find them eventually,
just like I will."
he replied with a loving smile.
"And if we don't.. Well, we can always just show each other,
which isn't a bad idea at all. We can just do that anyway and
don't care about finding the words. Words are overrated, for
sure. Do we have to go to the diner? I could show you right
now how much I love you."

I laughed and shoved his shoulder playfully.
"Stop it. Besides, you'll have to help me out of this dress
eventually anyway so you can show me then."

"I can't hardly wait. What are you wearing underneath?"
he asked then and Jimin, who walked in front of us
with Jia, turned around.

"We can hear you, you know."
he said with a grin and I chuckled when Yoongi
started to chase Jimin for interrupting us.

"You look so much happier than you did an hour ago."
Jia said and smiled at me.
"I didn't think you'd do it."

"I didn't think I'd do it either but when I saw him walk away..
It hurt so much and I couldn't go through with it."
I said as I watched Jimin trying to get out of Yoongi's
headlock.

"So, what now?"
she asked.

"We'll see. I think we're gonna get married but I don't want
to just yet. We need to talk to my parents first, I think. If they
want to. But if they don't, than I won't force them. I've got
you and I've got Yoongi. I'm gonna be fine, either way."
I replied and wrapped my arm around her shoulder.
"You can be my substitute mother."

"Aish! I'm younger!"
she said and looked at me with big eyes.

"By two months, that hardly counts. Besides, you've always
been the smart and wise one."

"Smart and wise? You must be talking about me."
Jimin said then, when he showed up next to me.

"You wish, Jiminie."
I replied and that's when I noticed that we'd arrived at
the diner.

We all looked at the diner, looking back to that day
we all first met.

"If you hadn't forced me to sit down I wouldn't be here
right now, with Jia, you know."
Jimin said with a smile.

"And if you guys hadn't walked over, that wouldn't have
happened anyway so I think this was all you guys."
I said as I gave him a wink.

"We would have found each other anyway. I just know it."
Yoongi said as he wrapped his arms around me from behind
and rested his chin on my shoulder.
"People might stare because you're going in there in your
wedding dress."

"So what. I want a milkshake."
I said and grabbed his hands in mine as I turned around.
"And you're gonna buy me one."

"I am?"
he asked as I pulled him with me.

"Yes. You know, show me how much you love me and
all that? Start with a milkshake. Vanilla please."

"You don't like it vanilla."
he said with a mischievous grin and I started to protest but
it was to no avail because Jia en Jimin started laughing.

"I'm sorry but that was just too easy."
Yoongi mumbled against my forehead before he gave me
a kiss.
"I'll buy you a milkshake."

"You should, after that."
I said and rolled my eyes at him.
"But you're forgiven. There's no denying the truth, is there?"

He chuckled and wrapped an arm around me as we walked
inside.
"No. I suppose there isn't."

I was glad to be at the place where we'd met because it was
one of my fondest memories. And now that I had chosen him,
it was even better to be here. It had all started here so it felt
only right to celebrate a new beginning without fear or feeling
as though I had to please anyone but myself. And I was excited
to start living the life I'd always wanted; the one where I was
beside Yoongi and he was with me for the rest of our lives.