1 YEAR LATER

"I can't believe you're getting married!" I exclaim as I still tried to process what was happening.

"You seen it, now believe it," he smiles as he shows me his diamond-studded ring.

"But you're getting married.. today!" I scream.

"My fault you're an old grandma?" Taehyung shot back whilst the stylist was blowdrying his hair.

"Well, I-I'm still not ready!" I retorted.

"Ready? You're like... 25 now! Get a man and get laid!" Taehyung sassed as he stood up, and the stylist took out his white tuxedo jacket.

It was a studded white one, pearls and engraved roses on the fabric, Eunhee wondered if this was Queen Elizabeth's wedding or something.

"I'm... not ready, Tae. I still miss him," I say as I look down on the floor. Looking at the white heels I was wearing.

I was the maid-of-honor, and I wore a simple white long gown paired with white heels and a pearl necklace, and my hair was styled into a curly bun with flowers on them.

I heard Taehyung sigh deeply, sadness in his eyes as he grabs my shoulders, garnering my attention to direct my gaze at him.

"Listen chubs, my sweet baby bestfriend, I miss him too. And its been a year now, move on. He's happy now, and maybe you'll meet again as life goes by," Taehyung says as he shoots me a warm smile.

"Thanks Tae, but can we keep this relationship status thingy a bit more private? It feels a bit critical in my side," I say as he engulfs me in warm hug.

I bury my face in the crook of his neck as his hand starts to make circles on my back.

"What about that guy, what's his name again? Charcoal?" Taehyung says.

"You mean, Chanyeol? No, he's a friend. Only a friend," I say and Taehyung nods before patting my back.

"I hope Jungkook's up there, watching you closely, he wants you to be happy, remember that, and he know whats best for you," he says as he straightens his bowtie.

Then, a knock startles both of us, followed by a click of the door.

"Mr. Kim, its time to head to the church, its time to head to the ballroom," the planner said and she closed the door.

Ah yes, Jimin and Tae got a ballroom wedding. A really typical royal's wedding I always wondered how they could afford such an expensive royal ballroom. Actually, they rented the whole venue.

"Who are the people you also invited?" I asked him.

"Our families, and I wanted Jin hyung to come too, even thought he's in jail. I asked permission from the detention center and they said they'll escort him," he explained.

"You're a great guy, Jimin is lucky he has a forgiving husband like you," I smiled.

"Even though it won't be the same, I just want him to be here, he was close to me, afterall," Taehyung said as he walked to the door.

"Come on, lets go to the ballroom now, its 6:30 and it will start at 7 in the evening," Tae said and he gestured me outside.

We went inside the limosine. Yes, a damn limo Jimin rented, because he said Taehyung needed to be his prince. So we both got driven to the venue.

As we arrived at the venue, I brushed his tuxedo neatly, before fixing his bowtie.

"I'm so happy my bestie's getting married," I say as tears started pooling my eyes.

"I hope you too, someday," Taehyung gives me a cheeky smile before facing his uncle. His dad didn't attend the wedding after he risked his guts sending the invitation he was getting married to another man.

Thankfully, most of his family were happily supporting his preference. So he walked with his uncle as they waited for the doors to open.

I went through the main entrance and walked to the ballroom, silently sitting myself beside Chaeyoung as the pastor was getting ready.

-

"Kim Taehyung, do you take Park Jimin as your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, through thick and thin?" The pastor asked Taehyung, who has both of his hands on Jimin's.

"I do."

"Park Jimin, will you be a good partner to Kim Taehyung and be with him through all the days of his life, and combine into one for all eternity?" The pastor asked Jimin.

"I do, yes!"

"Now, take these golden rings and place them in the third ring finger of your partner," he said and they both implied, staring into each other's eyes with love as they wore the golden rings.

"You may now kiss the groom," the pastor proclaimed and Jimin cupped Taehyung's cheeks, leaning into him and pressing his lips against his.

As tears of joy filled my eyes, we all stood up and clapped for the newly-wedded couple.

-

It was already the reception and Taehyung and Jimin danced to the music, immersed in each other's love as they smiled at each other, foreheads touching while doing a couple dance.

They sliced cake and fed each other, even greeted the other guests through the night.

At the dining table, people told funny stories about each groom, and a word from the best man too, who told the story about Jimin's pinky getting stuck on the hole of the faucet and how he got locked in the bathroom while jacking off and other mishaps Jimin has gone through which made Taehyung giggle.

"Taehyung?" A voice called Taehyung's name and Taehyung smiled upon hearing his voice.

He approached him and gave him the biggest hug.

"Jin hyung! I missed you!" Taehyung said before they both got immersed in a talk with the two police officers watching Jin closely.

I sighed to myself. Its been a long night.

I walked to the balcony, escaping from the loud music.

-

Taehyung kissed Jimin feverishly, it was almost the end of the reception, but they were both excited. They were needy.

Jimin pushed Taehyung and hovered above him on the bed, undoing his tie in the process as he leans in to leave marks on Taehyung's glossy neck.

"You're so f*cking gorgeous, you know that?" He whispers as he begins unbutton his tux, revealing his glossy honey skin and ridged abs.

"We're gonna have a long night, and you'll be screaming my name," he says and Taehyung gasps as Jimin attacks his lips again.

-

The guests slowly left, leaving the venue as an empty hollow.

Chaeyoung left first, and I was on the balcony, looking at the pitch black sky and I sighed deeply.

I diverted my gaze to the lower part of the  view, and my eyes widened as  a smile tugged on my lips seeing the particular view.

And then a scent filled the air.

This scent, is familiar.

Then my eyes widened.

"Eunhee," I heard a familiar voice, a voice I longed in ages, and tears filled my eyes as I froze, slowly turning my head to where thay voice came from.

And I met his eyes.

"Like the lavender scents in the air, I will be with you."

"I miss you, Park Eunhee," a whistle-like wind blows through my ear, and I hear his presence like the touch of a breeze.

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(UNEDITED)

A/N:

Special Chapter with SHITBITCH censored smut lol ;) cant make u see dat.

And also, I'll just drop thiz