[A/N - Don't play the song until it says to in the story 🌹]

"I look up to everything you are. In my eyes you do no wrong. I've loved you for so long, and after all is said and done, you're still you. After all, you're still you."
~Josh Groban, 'You're Still You'

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*Third Person POV*

(One Year Later)

Today was the day.

Jimin sat in front of the vanity as the stylist he hired played with his soft brown hair. Every style they had tried left Jimin dissatisfied, so they had yet to agree on what to do with his hair.

Feeling overwhelmed, Jimin groaned loudly in frustration. He had been searching styles online, but nothing stood out to him.

Jungkook's head popped around the corner. "Jimin? Is everything okay?"

Sighing, Jimin tossed his phone on the counter. "No. Everything is falling apart."

"What?" Jungkook asked in alarm. "What happened? I made sure we have the rings, we finalized your vows last night, the caterers are in place, security is on standby... what am I missing?"

"My hair," Jimin quietly mumbled.

"What?"

"The problem is my hair!" Jimin whined. "None of the styles we tried look good."

"The one you have right now looks good to me," Jungkook reassured.

"Not good enough for today," Jimin grumbled, slouching in his chair.

"Jimin," Kook sighed. "One of my duties as your best man is keeping you calm and happy. How your hair is styled won't matter to Yoongi because he's just happy to be marrying you. He'll think you look handsome so matter what." Pulling up a chair, Jungkook sat next to Jimin. "Now, what's really bothering you?"

Jimin chewed his bottom lip. Jungkook could always read him like an open book. "What if Yoongi is having second thoughts?"

"What would make you say that?"

"I'm not the easiest person to be with," Jimin said sadly. "I overthink things, I'm an annoying perfectionist, I nag too much, I'm clingy and needy, I'm—,"

"You're right," Jungkook cut him off. Jimin stared at him with raised brows. "You do overthink things. Yoongi loves you, flaws and all. You guys have been together for a long time, as both friends and lovers. He knows you better than anyone, even better than I do. If he couldn't accept those things about you, he would have left long ago. Trust me, Yoongi's not having second thoughts. I know you sometimes struggle with self-love, but you shouldn't tell yourself that no one else is capable of loving you. Because Yoongi does. He really, truly loves you."

Fidgeting with his fingers, Jimin kept his gaze down as his eyes slightly watered. He took in a deep breath, willing himself to relax.

"Thank you, Kook," Jimin whispered. "I really needed to hear that."

Jungkook nodded, patting his friend's knee. "Now. Look in the mirror. Your hair looks good, yeah?"

Turning his head from side to side, a small grin played on Jimin's lips. "I guess so."

"Good," Kook clapped his hands once. "Time to get you dressed."

Calling in their master stylist, Taehyung entered the room with a white garment bag held up high to avoiding wrinkling the suit on the inside.

No one could argue that Tae had the best sense of style, which is why Jimin relied on him to decide his clothing for the wedding. The two helped Jimin into his black suit, making sure each piece of fabric laid perfectly on his sculpted body.

"Do I look okay?" Jimin asked nervously, tugging on his tie.

Taehyung smacked his hands away. "Knock it off, you'll wrinkle your tie," he scolded. "And you look stunning. Every eye will be on you tonight."

"Every eye?" Jungkook grumbled.

Taehyung smiled. "You know what I meant," he reassured, giving his boyfriend a peck on the cheek.

Jungkook grinned in satisfaction. The two had reconciled a few months prior, and their relationship was unbelievably stronger than it was the first time. It didn't begin with dishonesty, and wasn't filled with guilt and secrets. They were open with each other, and learned to love one another without fear or restraint.

From the opposite side of the resort hotel, Yoongi was busy getting ready with the help of Namjoon and Hoseok.

"Damn, Yoongles, you look good enough to eat," Hoseok purred.

Dae cleared his throat from the corner of the room, where he was reading one of the books for his culinary class.

"I'm just boosting his self-esteem," Hoseok defended. "It's my job as his best man."

Dae rolled his eyes, refocusing on his reading. He wasn't really annoyed with Hoseok. He understood that the two were extremely close friends and nothing more. Hoseok loved Dae, a fact that Hoseok constantly reminded his boyfriend of.

"Speaking of," Namjoon interjected. "I find it pretty funny that you chose Hoseok as your best friend."

"Why?" Yoongi and Hoseok said in unison; Yoongi out of curiosity, and Hoseok out of offense.

"You and Jimin had that big falling out after you kissed Hoseok in front of him. And now, Hoseok is the one standing by your side as the two of you get married."

"Huh," Yoongi chuckled. "I honestly hadn't thought of that."

"Welp, it's too late to change your mind now," Hoseok slapped the black-haired groom on the back. "Come on, let's finished making you gorgeous. If any reporters see you before the wedding, I want them to be too stunned by your beauty to focus on taking any pictures."

About six months ago, South Korea finally legalized same-sex marriage. This lead to the coming out of many Korean athletes and entertainers. Yoongi and Jimin were to be the first same-sex celebrity couple to get married since the law passed.

Namjoon and Jin didn't have a second wedding ceremony in their home country, but they were relieved that their union was finally recognized in Korea, and they celebrated privately in their home.

Another law was in the works that would allow same-sex couples to adopt. While it was still in the early stages of being approved, Jin was practically jumping out of his seat at the idea of being a father. He knew Namjoon always wanted to be a dad, and he couldn't wait to make that dream come true.

"There!" Hoseok exclaimed, satisfied with the groom's appearance. "You look fabulous!"

"He's right, you actually do look really good," Namjoon remarked.

"Don't say that as if you're surprised," Yoongi teased arrogantly. "I always look good."

Joon rolled his eyes at his cocky friend. "Sure, whatever gets you up in the morning."

"I know what gets him up in the morning," Hoseok said, suggestively wiggling his eyebrows.

Yoongi smacked Hoseok on the back of his head. "Don't be nasty on my wedding day."

"Dae!" Hoseok whined, rubbing the sore spot on his head. "Yoongi hit me!"

"I heard what you said, and I would've hit you too," Dae said coldly, flipping the page of his book.

"Honey~," Hoseok cutely pouted at his boyfriend's attitude. "How can you be so cold?"

"How can you talk about another man's boner in front of me?"

"He's my best friend! It's my right to talk about his boners!"

As the two lovers bickered, Yoongi turned his attention to Namjoon.

"Where's Jin?" Yoongi asked.

"He's just going over what he's going to say. I'm not sure why though, he made me listen to his script twenty times last night so I know he has it down," Namjoon explained.

Since neither Yoongi nor Jimin considered themselves religious, they opted to not have a priest perform their ceremony. Instead, they asked if Jin would do it. As the oldest member from their group, they all respected Jin immensely, and it meant the world to Yoongi and Jimin to have Jin perform the ceremony. Jin was reduced to happy tears when he was asked, and all he had to do was get ordained online.

The reminder alarm on Namjoon's smart watch chimed. "Yoongi, it's time. Are you ready?"

Giving himself one final look-over in the mirror, Yoongi smiled and released a contented breath.

Let's do this.

***

From the alter stage set up in the resort's large event room, Yoongi's eyes raked over the guests. He broke out into a wide gummy smile when he spotted his family sitting next to the Parks in the first row. Yoongi had been worried that his parents wouldn't show up, as they had expressed their reservations about their son marrying a man. But yet, there they were, sitting in the front row to support their son's love.

Jimin had reserved seats for Lulu and Dae to sit up front with their families. Even though they weren't blood related, Jimin loved Lulu as a mother, and Dae as a younger brother. Over the past year, Dae and JiHyun had gotten to know each other and developed a brotherly bond, as well.

Hoseok was standing next to Yoongi, with Namjoon on the other side as a groomsman. Jin was in his place in the middle under the arch, silently mouthing his speech to himself. Namjoon glanced at his nervous husband and threw him a wink, instantly calming Jin's nerves.

The gentle music began, signaling the start of the wedding ceremony.

[A/N - Play the song now 🌹]

Taehyung was the first to walk in, carrying a framed picture of Jimin's late mother. When he reached the alter, he placed the photo on a small white table that Jimin had set up to honor his mom.

After the picture was properly placed, Taehyung took his place on the side where Jimin would be standing.

Next to enter was Jungkook, who was escorting Yoongi's young cousin. Everyone cooed at how adorable the little girl was as she sprinkled rose petals along the aisle. At the end of the aisle, the flower girl took her seat next to her mother, and Jungkook made his way to the alter. He sent a flirty wink to Taehyung before standing beside him, making Tae lightly flush.

At that point, the crowd stood in preparation for Jimin's entrance. Yoongi shifted from leg to leg, butterflies bursting in his stomach.

The moment Jimin came into view, both of their worlds went still.

Jimin sucked in a sharp breath when he saw his beautiful husband-to-be waiting for him at the end of the aisle. Jimin could plainly see the amount of love Yoongi held for him in his tear-filled eyes, and his own eyes began to water. He tried blinking quickly, knowing Taehyung would be upset if he ruined the makeup he had spent so long perfecting.

As he made his way down the aisle, Jimin felt the rest of the world disappear around him. Right now, there was only Yoongi. Only them. This was the moment that they would pledge themselves to one another for the rest of their lives, and neither of them felt afraid or uncertain.

Jimin took his place underneath the wooden arch that had been adorned with an intricate floral arrangement. The guests took their seats at the cue of Jin, who prepared to begin the ceremony.

"Dearly beloved," Jin began in a strong voice, "We are gathered here today to witness the beautiful union of Min Yoongi and Park Jimin." He scanned his notes, pausing as if he was uncertain about his next line. "This is typically where I would ask if anyone has any objections, but Yoongi has written 'don't say that shit' on my notes here, so we'll just skip it." Jimin giggled as the crowd lowly chuckled.

"Then we will go ahead and proceed with the vows. Jimin?" Jin gestured to the groom on his right. After witnessing Joon and Jin's wedding, Jimin figured it would be best if he went first so that he wouldn't be a blubbering mess like Jin was.

Jungkook took a folded up piece of paper to Jimin, who inhaled deeply to steady himself.

"Min Yoongi," Jimin started, "I have to catch my breath to believe this is real, that I am marrying my true love, my heart's desire, and my best friend. As I promise always to be true, I promise myself to you. Not just for this moment, not for an hour, or day, or year - I will always love you." Jimin sniffled, trying to keep his tears of happiness at bay. "I vow to kiss you everyday, as we do today - with love and devotion. That each kiss we share from now, will be a remembrance of our wedding vows, our joy, and everything we share. I vow to love you as you love me, through all hardship, darkness, and pain to reach for our joys, our hopes, and always with honesty and faith. Thank you for being here with me in this moment, for becoming my husband, and for the rest of our lives I will love you with everything that I am."

By the end of Jimin's vows, many people in the crowd were sniffling and wiping their eyes. Jin released a shaky breath, not being able to keep his own tears back.

"Yoongi?" Jin signaled, his voice slightly cracking.

Yoongi stared deeply into Jimin's honey glazed eyes, his heart bursting from the amount of love he felt for his man.

"Park Jimin. When you walked into my life, love walked in. It was a magical moment that I will treasure forever with you. I will walk together with you and with love. I love that you and I will spend the rest of our lives together. Somehow my life has come to this amazing moment and now I will always share it with you. I vow to carry you and to be carried by you, to journey with you and to love each minute because of our travels together. We will live a life of constant adventure together. My commitment to you is one if give willingly, absolutely, and without hesitation. I am yours utterly and have been since the moment we met. We were married before this day and will always be. I vow to need you - to say goodnight, to kiss you on the eyelids, to have and adore even when you feel down. At any time, in any place I want only to be by your side. I love you, Jiminie."

Jimin ached to kiss his love with all his might, but forced himself to hold back until it was the proper time. Instead, he mouthed 'I love you' to Yoongi, who smiled ardently in response.

"You guys really should have picked someone else to do this job," Jin muttered lowly, his cheeks blotchy from the tears.

Speaking up loud enough for the crowd to hear, Jin announced, "We will now have the grooms present their rings. These rings symbolize their commitment to each other; a bond that will not be broken." The best men handed the rings to their respective grooms. "As you place the ring on your beloved's finger, please repeat after me: This ring I give to you as a token of my love and devotion to you. I pledge to you all that I am and all that I will ever be as your husband. With this ring, I gladly marry you and join my life to yours."

Jimin went first, reciting the ring exchange vows as he slid the large silver ring on Yoongi's finger. When he was finished, Yoongi repeated the process and placed the smaller silver ring on Jimin's finger.

"By the power vested in me... by the Internet," Jin grinned with his head held high. "I now pronounce the two of you married." He nodded to Yoongi with a wink. "You may now kiss your spouse."

In a heartbeat, Yoongi cupped Jimin's cheeks with his hands and crashed their lips together as the crowd cheered. Jimin wrapped his arms around his husband's waist, kissing him deeply.

***

"Fuck!" Yoongi panted, his knees pulled up his chest. Jimin's devilishly silky tongue was flicking at his entrance, teasing him. "Please, baby, no more teasing," he begged.

Jimin paused over his hole. "Say it again."

"I love you, my husband."

Immediately, Jimin roughly thrusted his tongue until his husband's tight hole, fucking him ruthlessly with his mouth.

Yoongi cried out with each thrust, feeling all too close to his release. "Jiminie, please stop, I don't want to cum yet."

Jimin pulled back and trailed bruising kisses up Yoongi's body until he reached his neck. He nibbled at Yoongi's sweet spot along his jaw, drinking in the pretty moans his husband sang out.

As Jimin worked on decorating his husband's neck with hickeys, Yoongi reached for the lube and spread the liquid over his fingers. Reaching around, he slipped two fingers into Jimin's tunnel. Jimin arched his back, whining as Yoongi tapped his prostate.

Jimin saw stars as Yoongi prepped him with his fingers, delighting in the delicious way he was being stretched.

"Yoongi..." Jimin whined, feeling needy. He was desperate to make love to his husband and consummate their marriage.

"Okay, baby," Yoongi rolled them over and pressed kisses around Jimin's face. "I'm here, I've got you."

Yoongi slid into Jimin, holding him tightly to his body. Jimin wrapped his legs around Yoongi's waist, taking him deeper.

"Jimin," Yoongi groaned. "Fuck, baby boy, you are so perfect to me, so wonderful, everything about you never ceases to amaze me."

Jimin mewled from the praise with each powerful thrust. "Baby... ah, my love... my husband... you feel so good, ah, inside of me," Jimin panted.

Hooking an arm under Jimin's left leg, Yoongi changed his angle and pounded into his lover. The melodic cries Jimin released floated to Yoongi's ears, heightening his pleasure.

Jimin felt his release approaching sooner than normal, but who could blame him? Knowing he was making love to his husband drove him to a new state of euphoria. His pants grew louder as he inched towards his climax.

Yoongi stilled his movements, causing Jimin to whine in frustration at the loss of his orgasm.

"Yoongi..." Jimin complained. "Why did you stop?"

"Fuck me now, Jimin."

It was lucky that Jimin was quick to squeeze the slit on the head of his cock with his thumb, because he nearly came from Yoongi's demand.

Yoongi pulled out of Jimin and tried to flip him on top, only to be confused when Jimin refused to move. Jimin grabbed the lube and lathered up his length, remaining on his back.

"Ride me, baby."

Yoongi's eyes widened. He had bottomed for Jimin before, but he was always too shy to ride him. Mainly because Jimin was so good at riding Yoongi, and the latter was admittedly slightly intimidated.

"It's okay, love," Jimin smiled affectionately as his husband. "I'll help you."

Yoongi nodded slowly, climbing on top of Jimin. He lined Jimin's hardened member with his entrance, and slowly slid down.

The two simultaneously gasped at the pleasure of the new position. Yoongi stayed still for a moment, giving himself time to adjust to the stretch of Jimin's size. Jimin ran his hands up Yoongi's sides, whispering soothing words of encouragement. Once Yoongi felt ready, he lifted himself up before dropping back down.

Jimin gasped, his eyes rolling back into his head. Yoongi repeated the movement, this time a tad faster. "Fuck, Yoongi, ah, you feel so good," Jimin groaned.

Feeling slightly more confident, Yoongi picked up his pace as Jimin gripped his hips to keep him steady.

Yoongi bounced up and down on his lover's cock with his head thrown back, and his dark hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. His own thick, hardened cock was bouncing in between them, hitting Jimin's chiseled abdomen.

As he had seen — and felt — Jimin do before, Yoongi tried rolling his hips on the way down. He wasn't quite sure what he was doing, but he must've done something right because the move caused Jimin to cry out and clutch Yoongi's hips tightly. He repeated the movement, and this time he managed to make Jimin's cock brush against his prostate.

Jimin felt like he was in a dream, no longer a part of this earthly realm. The feeling of being inside his husband's tight channel as he moved so gracefully on top of him was a whole new level of pleasure.

Gripping his hips, Jimin caught Yoongi off-guard by thrusting up into him. Yoongi's vision blurred, and he realized he had tears of pleasure gathering in his eyes. Jimin continued to thrust into Yoongi, abusing his prostate with his cock.

"Jimin!" Yoongi choked out with a sob, "F-Fuck, m' gonna cum."

Jimin sat up and wrapped his arms around Yoongi's back. He ran his tongue across Yoongi's neck, lapping up the sex-produced sweat as Yoongi bounced on him. Jimin brought his hand to his lover's untouched cock, pumping him to help him reach his climax. Yoongi threw his arms around Jimin's neck and pulled him into an open-mouthed kiss, swirling their hot tongues together.

A lewd moan traveled from Yoongi's mouth into Jimin's as Yoongi came undone, his entire body shaking. He kept their lips locked together as he whined through his high, his eyes screwed shut.

Everything was overwhelming to Jimin. The way Yoongi clenched around him, the vibrations of Yoongi's moans in his mouth, the feeling of Yoongi's fingernails digging into his back as he came. The pleasure was too great, and Jimin came hard into Yoongi.

Yoongi dropped his head to Jimin's shoulder, breathing heavily as Jimin rubbed his back and peppered soft kisses against his neck.

"I love you, baby, so much," Jimin whispered over and over again between kisses.

Lifting his head, Yoongi gazed deeply into Jimin's eyes, seeing the love in his own chocolate eyes mirrored in Jimin's honey ones.

"I love you, my husband," Yoongi smiled, pressing his lips gently to Jimin's.

The two discovered a deeper love than they ever knew was possible, and they felt incredibly blessed by the stars that they were able to spend the rest of their lives with one another.

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This was my longest chapter yet, and also one of my favorites 🥰

Again, thank you to Shutterfly for the wedding vows inspiration. I'm terrible at writing vows. Fun fact, my own wedding vows were inspired by a speech I heard from some KDrama 🤫

One more chapter to go, loves 🙏🏼 Are you ready for the end? Cuz I'm not

After the story, I'm going to post a Q&A. I hope you guys comment some questions for me and the characters!

See you in the final chapter!
-Gumbie