Mark was about to cross the terminal when someone screamed his name so loud that everyone looked at the sound. Donghyuck came running with tears in his eyes as he crashed into Marks arms. The black head wiped the boys tears with a worried expression.

"Hey whats wrong?" Mark whispered softly.

"A-Ask me again." Donghyuck hiccuped with a broken smile. His stubby arms gripping onto Marks chest. The black head looked to the direction of Johnny who smiled and nodded giving the boh permission.

Mark fell on one knee, drawing the blue velvet box that he had bought a few days back. Donghyuck squealed giddy with all the butterflies fluttering in his tummy.

"W-Will you m-marry me?" Mark whispered as Donghyuck vigourously nodded fall onto his knees, extending a trembling arm. The black head slipped the Diamond ring onto the red head dainty ring finger as he bought their lips together. Those who watched the two boys kiss sniffle for the couple had such an intense connection that no one understood but felt the weight of the core within.

And so thats how Donghyuck ended up behind the large mirror in an expensive silk lace tuxedo, with his left earing sparkling and his long red hair a mullet. After the final touches were done, Jaemin handed the boy a bouquet of wild sunflowers as a flower crown was placed on his styled hair.

"Ready baby Hyuck?" Johnny gave his arm so his son could loop his golved dainty arms through. Donghyuck nodded as they set off to walk down the isle.

Mark figetted, fiddled and gulped nervously, as the bells began to ring, there he came in graceful dignity, his gorgeous eyes shy behind the veil, those plump dark red chapped lips bitten with jitters as Donghyuck walked down in silk and lace that embraced his sinfully crafted body. The sunlight crept through the mosaic windows of the chapel, the beauty dusted with the pixie dust of morning sunshine rays. The wild sunflowers those stubby arms hugged and the flower crown on the blood shot red hair that gave a devilish yet angelic aura. Marks heart stopped at rare sight of the princess that just stepped out of a fairytale.

"Hurt my son and I'll amputate all your limbs." Johnny growled handing his sons arm into Marks golved ones.

"You look beautiful and ravishing." Mark chuckled making the brides chubby cheeks flush with a dust of dark crimson.

The vows of 'I do's' were spoken in a daze as the couple to be wedded found refuge in each others eyes. Their rings shared in bashfull gestures.Donghyuck loved how gorgeous Mark was, his green and blue eyes like two precious stone of treasure.

"I now prounouce you Man and Husband." The pastor announced making the handful of guests scream and cheer.

"Shouldnt it be wife?" Donghyuck asked confused making Mark chuckle and so the pastor.

"Oh dear very well then. I pronounce you Husband and Wife. Now you may kiss the bride." The old pastor smiled at the couple.

Mark lifted the veil, lifting Donghyucks jaw as he dipped down to kiss the scar of love that the boy had tried to die with. Donghyuck gasped having his heart stop at the feeling if the others lips on his neck. They were married but the red head noticed that Marks parents werent present yet he dared not to inquire.

"Whats wrong?" Marks hand crept around the boys waist, as they swayed under the moon light as husband and wife.

"Y-Your parents?" Donghyuck whispered with fear off making his husband upset.

"They werent invited." Mark smiled as he swirled the beauty around. Donghyuck made a small ohh and nodded.

Mark for the moment had completely forgotten Haechan. His golden past the memories he want to keep alive. Donghyuck bounced around in his father arms, it was the father and son dance, even then Haechan didnt cross his mind. Something warmed everyones heart, it was when Donghyuck pulled Taeil onto the dance floor.

"I might not be Haechan. But think of me as your son too." He kissed Taeils cheek as they danced around too, hand in hand giving Doyoung the best day of his life again.

Chenle, Renjun, Lucas, and Jisung teased Donghyuck of the wedding night that was inching closer. The most sacred of all intimate moments, the night that they would become one. The teased him of wearing womens lingery to lure his husband in, and they teased him of many things. Donghyuck blushed, not knowing if he should look forward for it or just go to sleep. He didnt know. Neither did he ever imagine that Mark would want to do it with him either.The couple arrived home tired and exhausted, but Donghyuck felt awkward for some reason to stand in the room that his 'Husband' had once made love for another that looked like him. It was taumenting yet he stood like a statue until Mark comes.

"Freshen up. You must be tired with all that make up on." Mark patted the chubby flushed cheeks softly. Donghyuck nodded as he walked into the bathroom.

When Donghyuck stepped out, Mark turned around with a smile as he buttoned up his shirt. The red head blushed biting his lips that had a little lipstick on it. The biy with hair like midnight wiped the red colour off a bouncy lip as their eyes locked. The time seemed to stop and Donghyuck felt an arm around his waist, he was pulled closer, their lips millimetres apart. The hot breath of their uneven breath ghosting over their lips. Their lips touched in slow passionate sync, as Mark kissed Donghyuck slow and deep for the very first time, a thick thigh was lifted so the older could carry the beauty. The red head wrapped his arms around Marks neck once he felt the cold bedsheet beneath his clothed body as Marks arms dangerously began roaming on his body touching places that he shouldnt yet had the right to.