[A/N - Don't play the song until it says so in the story 🎶 POV changes]

"As the music at the banquet, as the wine before the meal, as the firelight in the night, so are you to me."
-Eastmountainsouth, 'So Are You To Me'

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*Yoongi's POV*

I grumbled to myself as I headed back to my room. Kyong had drunkenly called me, rambling on about god knows what. It was hard to understand him through his slurring.

I found him passed out on a couch in the hotel lobby. A woman wearing a hotel uniform was nudging him, trying to wake him up. She was speaking French, but I figured she was telling him he couldn't sleep there. I apologized profusely, pulling him off the couch and looping his arm around my neck. He woke up enough to at least move his feet.

Once we reached his room, I dumped his slumbering body on his bed. Taehyung was sleeping heavily, and didn't notice us coming in. Before I turned to leave, I noticed a bloody scrape on his knuckles. What did he do?

I thought about that as I put my key card in the card reader, unlocking the door. The room was dark and quiet, which meant Namjoon and Jungkook were out. The light to the bathroom had been left on. I stepped forward to turn the light off, but froze in my place. The door was cracked open, and Jimin was standing inside the bathroom.

He was stripped down to his underwear, looking at himself in the mirror. The first thing I noticed was how thin he had gotten. His ribs stood out under his skin. My heart dropped, thinking about how much he must've been suffering lately.

That's when I noticed something that made my blood boil. Bruises. He had long bruises on the upper parts of his arms, like someone had grabbed him. My eyes trailed down his thin body, landing on the large scrape on his hip. Seeing his wounds made me fully realize what he was doing. He had a wet napkin, and was patting the side of his head. When he pulled the napkin away, it was dark with blood.

Anger flared in me. Who dared to hurt my Jiminie?

Storming out of the room, I huffed with anger, determined to find the perpetrator. I didn't exactly know where I was headed, but I needed to get answers somehow. While I was pacing down the hall, I bumped into Namjoon, who was carrying a first-aid kit. His eyes widened in surprise.

"Is that for Jimin?" I bluntly demanded. Namjoon raised his eyebrows, shocked that I knew Jimin was hurt. "What happened to him? Who did that?"

"Yoongi," Namjoon said in a calm, yet warning tone. "Take a deep breath. Try to calm down."

"Like hell I'm going to calm down!" I roared, seeing red. "Jimin's hurt! And I'm going to kill whoever did that to him."

Grimacing, Joon averted his gaze to the box in his hand. His hesitation to answer me only caused my curiosity to grow.

"What?" I demanded.

"I can't tell you," he muttered. "Jimin made me promise him."

My breath hitched. Jimin asked Namjoon not to tell me? Is he really that mad at me for what happened in the closet?

"Please, Yoongi," Joon placed a hand on my shoulder. "Just drop it. For Jimin's sake."

Brushing past me, Namjoon continued down the hall to our room where Jimin was waiting. I leaned against the wall, sliding down with a deep sigh.

It killed me to know that someone had hurt my Jiminie, and he wanted me to stay out of it.

Well, that boy had another thing coming, because there was no way in hell I was letting this go.

***

*Third Person POV*

"Jin! We need to leave soon!" Jimin shouted from outside the bathroom. "Namjoon already left with the others, so you don't need to worry about seeing him before the ceremony."

The door creaked open, and Jin stuck his head out.

"You really shouldn't rush the groom on his wedding day," Jin scolded lightly.

Jimin rolled his eyes, placing his tiny hands on his narrow hips. "As your best man, I have to make sure we're staying on time. Now, move it."

Jin swung the door open, revealing his pure white tux. He was fully ready to go, which annoyed Jimin since the elder was purposefully provoking him.

"If you were already ready, why did you complain about being rushed?" Jimin asked, exasperated.

Jin grinned. "Because it's my wedding day, and I can do what I want."

Even though Jin was acting like a little shit, Jimin couldn't help but smile. Today, Jin and Namjoon were getting married, and Jimin couldn't be happier for them.

Ushering the older boy out the door, Jimin was relieved to see the limo they had rented was on time and waiting for them outside the hotel.

After escorting Jin to his designated waiting area, Jimin decided to do one last check of the venue to make sure everything was in place. The white roses were beautifully spread out, and the fairy lights illuminated the alter. The wedding was going to be outdoors, so Jimin was pleased that the weather was nice. When he was almost done with his inspection, Jimin heard a familiar deep voice that made him stop in his tracks.

"Joon, do you want to practice your vows one last time?" Yoongi asked from the side of the garden. Jimin hid behind a white pillar as to not be seen by the older boy.

Namjoon smiled at Yoongi. "Thanks for the offer, but you made me practice twenty times yesterday. I think I'll be fine," he teased.

Peeking around the corner, Jimin was floored by how handsome the two looked.

Namjoon was wearing an all back tux with studs on the collar. His dark suit was the perfect contrast to Jin's pure white one. His ashy brown hair was swept away from his face, with only a few pieces falling down and brushing his forehead.

Yoongi was in a black tuxedo with a white undershirt; a combination of the colors Joon and Jin were wearing. His golden hair fell casually yet stylishly.

Jimin was stunned by how incredibly handsome he looked. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, remembering how Yoongi had rejected him the other day.

"Jimin!" A voice called out. Yoongi's head whipped around, while Jimin cringed against the pillar at the sudden attention drawn to him. Craning his neck, Yoongi tried to locate where Jimin was hiding.

Dae strolled through the garden, stopping in front of the pillar. Yoongi couldn't see Jimin, but figured that he was hidden behind the tall white marble.

Jimin was surprised by how well Dae had cleaned up. He wore a dark suit, and his black hair was styled elegantly away from his face.

"There you are!" Dae said with a smile. "I've been looking for you everywhere. Jin sent me to find you. The ceremony will be starting soon. You need to let the ushers know they can start letting people in."

Jimin gave Dae a grateful smile and nodded. Yoongi watched as Jimin speed-walked away, wanting to chase after the boy. He hated the way they left things, and wanted a chance to explain why he pushed him away. He was also dying to ask Jimin where those bruises had come from.

As guests began to fill up the garden, Yoongi nudged Namjoon out of sight. The best men both made their way to their respective grooms, preparing them for the ceremony to start.

Once everyone was seated, Jimin gave the cue for the ceremony to start. Namjoon and Jin's parents were ushered down the aisle by Taehyung and Jungkook.

Following them, Namjoon and Yoongi walked side by side up to the alter, and took their place where the crowd could easily see them.

Jimin was to walk alone, since Jin would be the last one to enter. As he walked down the aisle, his eyes met with Yoongi's. His heart thudded in his chest. Jimin started picturing that this was their wedding day, and he was walking down the aisle towards his groom, Min Yoongi. He couldn't help the tears that filled his eyes when he thought about how unlikely his dream was.

When Jimin had taken his place at the alter, a young cousin of Namjoon's made her way down the aisle with Hoseok holding her hand, sprinkling white rose petals. Yoongi smiled at how absolutely adorable the little girl was. He had always thought that if he were to be a dad one day, he would want a daughter to love and spoil.

Jimin gave the instrumentalists the cue for them to start playing Jin's entry song. The guests rose from their seats, looking to the back of the garden where Jin would be entering from.

[A/N - Play the song now🎶]

Jin appeared from around the corner, looking stunning in his pure white tuxedo. His hair was pushed back, revealing his famous forehead that — for some reason — always drove the fans crazy.

Namjoon broke out into a wide smile, tears prickling in his eyes. Jin looked breathtaking, and Joon couldn't believe this man was about to be his husband. He thanked his lucky stars that someone as incredible as Jin loved him enough to want to spend the rest of their lives together.

Jin made his way to the front and took his place at the alter. The priest signaled for everyone to take their seats.

"Dearly beloved," the old priest began. "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union between Kim Namjoon and Kim Seokjin. I am honored that I get to witness this beautiful ceremony today. I know that God is smiling down on you, happy that two of his children have found love with each other."

At that last statement, Jin's eyes grew watery. He felt overwhelmed by the amount of support he and Namjoon had received since they got engaged. Their friends, families, fans, and now a priest were all supportive of their love, and Jin thought about how lucky he was to have them.

"We will now have the grooms read the vows they have prepared for each other. Namjoon?"

Joon nodded and turned behind him to take the slip of paper Yoongi had been holding onto for him. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath, willing himself to not cry in front of everyone.

"Seokjin. When I am with you, everything else is moved into the background. You flood my senses. You are my life, my greatest gift, and now my loving husband. I vow to always protect you from harm, to stand with you against your troubles, and look to you when I need protection. I vow to make you happy, to make you laugh, and to always be there for you. I vow to make my life forever yours and build my dreams around you. I promise to be the man that I see now in your eyes, today, tomorrow, and for always." A single tear slipped down Namjoon's cheek and he smiled lovingly at his groom.

"Damn it, Joonie," Jin sniffled, wiping his eyes. "I knew I should've gone first."

The crowd chuckled, and the priest signaled for Jin to read his vows. Jimin reached forward and handed Jin the card with his vows.

"Namjoon," Jin took a shaky breath. "There's no man in the world I would change places with today. I am so eager to be your husband. There is no place in the world I would rather be than here in front of our friends and family, pledging my love and devotion. You are my other half. You are the one that makes me laugh when I'm sad, makes me consider when I want to be rash, and finds me when I am lost. You are my guide, teacher, and one true love. I vow you shall be the most important person in my life, above all others, and that no one will ever stand between us."

From behind him, Jin could hear the sounds of Jimin sniffling. Tears of joy were filling Jimin's eyes. He was so happy that his two best friends found love with each other, and would be spending the rest of their lives together.

On the other side of the alter, Yoongi couldn't stop staring at the silver-haired boy. He wanted nothing more than to scoop Jimin up in his arms and cradle him, telling the younger how much he loved him.

Kyong sat among the crowd, gritting his teeth. He saw the way Yoongi was looking at Jimin. Even though Kyong felt guilty for what he did in his drunken state, the anger he felt for Jimin flared, and he found himself wanting to hurt the boy again.

"We will now present the rings," the priest announced. The grooms were handed the wedding bands from their best men.

"Namjoon, please repeat this after me as you place the ring on Seokjin's hand: I give you this ring as a visible and constant symbol of my promise to be with you as long as I live."

Joon recited the ring exchange vows, slipping the silver band into Jin's sleek finger. Jin followed suit, repeating the same phrase and placing a black band onto Namjoon's ring finger.

The two grasped hands, smiling widely at each other.

"By the power vested in me," the priest declared, "I now pronounce you married. You may kiss your spouse."

Namjoon cupped Jin's face with his hands and crashed their lips together. The crowd cheered as cameras flashed, capturing this beautiful moment.

***

The reception followed shortly after the ceremony. The sun had set, and the lights above the garden created a dreamy atmosphere.

"May I have this dance?"

Jimin looked up and saw Dae standing over him, holding a hand out. Smiling, Jimin took his hand and let Dae lead him to the designated dancing area. Many couples were already dancing, while only a few were still sitting and eating.

Dae lead Jimin in a slow dance, placing his hands on Jimin's waist. Jimin rested his hands on Dae's broad shoulders.

"Thank you again for coming here with me," Jimin said to him. "We barely know each other, and yet you agreed to travel overseas with me for a wedding. I really do appreciate it."

Dae shrugged his shoulders. "Like I said before, I'm grateful to you for making my mom happy. Plus, a free trip to Paris? I would've been stupid to pass that up," Dae grinned. Jimin laughed, playfully rolling his eyes.

From across the floor, Yoongi watched as Jimin swayed in Dae's arms, his angelic laugh filling Yoongi's ears. Yoongi felt a surge of jealousy that Dae was making his Jiminie laugh in such a beautiful way.

"Yoongi," Kyong said flatly. Yoongi's attention snapped back to his own dance partner. "I'm having a really good time with you," Kyong said, forcing a smile. He slowly turned them so Yoongi was no longer facing Jimin.

"Uh, y-yeah," Yoongi stammered, clearing his throat. Annoyance rose up in Kyong because he knew Yoongi was still thinking about another guy. Now that Jimin was in Kyong's line of vision, he was able to see the exact moment Jimin glanced over at them. Giving Jimin a dark smirk, Kyong pulled Yoongi towards him and connected their lips.

Yoongi's eyes widened in shock, while Jimin's chest ached with heartbreak. Jimin felt that familiar sharp pain in his stomach, only this time he associated it with the pain he felt watching the man he loves kissing someone else.

Pulling away, Kyong had a pleased smirk on his face, satisfied that he marked Yoongi as his in front of Jimin.

"Do you mind if I cut in?" Hoseok asked, appearing next to Jimin and Dae. Leaning over to Jimin, Hoseok whispered, "You look like you could use a moment."

Jimin curtly nodded and stepped aside, quickly leaving the garden. Hoseok took his place, placing his hands lowly on Dae's hips. Dae's face flushed as he delicately placed his hands on Hoseok's shoulders.

Yoongi witnessed all this and wanted to go after Jimin, but Kyong's iron grip on his waist held him in place.

Blissfully unaware of the minds games occurring from opposite sides of the garden, Namjoon and Jin swayed slowly together in the middle of the floor. Resting his head on Joon's chest, Jin breathed out a contented sigh.

Leaning down, Namjoon whispered lowly in Jin's ear. "I love you, Kim Seokjin."

Jin lifted his head, stars shinning in his eyes as he looked at his husband. He had never felt happier than he did in this moment. "And I love you, Kim Namjoon."

Namjoon smiled adoringly at Jin, and dipped his head to kiss his husband's plump lips.

That night, as the two laid tangled in their sheets, Namjoon and Jin continuously whispered words of love and affirmation to each other, elated to begin their lives together.

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Shoutout to 'Shutterfly' and 'The Spruce' for the vows and ring exchange 💍

See you next time!
-Gumbie