Married To Him Min Yoongi (Revising)

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Edit: 12/14/18 this chapter will be cut into two parts after I finish editing the whole chapter. Thank you! Please continue reading, I'm really happy when I see your comments and that you're enjoying this book.

Yoongi and his friends were having a party while taking the wedding pictures. There was food, drinks, and the whole studio was filled with their laughter and music. But here I was, aside, just doing what the photographer told me to do. Some of them came over and talked to me, but mostly it was just me and the stylist creating short conversations as we watched them take photos.

It wasn't Yoongi's idea for the little party, but his friends made it to congratulate him and me on our wedding. Yoongi and I would make eye contact, and that's it. Other than that, we only looked at each other when the photographer said to.

"Look over there," the photographer pointed to something across the room. I did as I was told and happened to make eye contact with Jungkook. I hadn't officially met his friends; we'd only exchanged greetings. After I was done, the photographer called on Yoongi.

"Hi," Jungkook said. He was already by my side, which surprised me. He laughed at my little flinch when he said 'hi'. I gave an embarrassed smile and looked at the stylist who was fixing my dress.

"So, did everything work out between you and Yoongi?" Jungkook asked. It took me a second to remember. I nodded my head with a "yeah," and as usual, I made things awkward. Yoongi and I argued as we usually do, but this time, unfortunately, it happened in public. Not in our best interest. A video got released to the press and definitely did not go well.

"Don't worry, it wasn't really a big fight or anything," I said. Out of nervousness, I messed with my dress.

"It's pretty," he suddenly said, making me lift my head up. "The dress, and you," he stuttered. "You and the dress look beautiful," I could see the redness appearing on his cheeks. His head goes down, and his hand goes behind his neck. Cute.

I looked anywhere but towards Jungkook to mentally yell at myself for thinking that, but to my beautiful luck, I was looking straight into Yoongi's eyes.

Two days Later

I can't believe it, it's here, it's today. I'm so nervous that I kept going back and forth. Today is my wedding day!

"Stop it, you're making me dizzy!" Yoongi said, annoyed.

"Huh? Ahh sorry," I stopped going back and forth in our waiting room.

"OK, get ready," someone shouted out.

"Should we really do this? This is not right, let's run away," I said nervously.

"What do you mean run away!! Just go, now," Yoongi said with an annoyed face. I took a deep breath and started to walk, but Yoongi stopped me by offering his hand to hold.

"Come on, everything will be alright," Yoongi said, trying to relax me.

I took Yoongi's hand and looked at him. There was this strange feeling: nervousness? I can't believe I'm about to marry a guy that I've only known for a couple of weeks. We walked out to the front where everyone was. I tripped on my dress, making me almost fall. Yup, I'm that nervous, but Yoongi caught me—saving me from the big embarrassment. People were looking, and some tried to hide their laugh, by those I mean my friends—they're laughing at me.

We walked up to the little stage for us and faced the minister. Everyone was silent, you could only hear the cameras flashing. I was completely frozen the whole time the minister was talking. Yoongi suddenly pinched my arm, making me come back to reality.

"I'll ask again as it seems the bride is a bit nervous," the minister said awkwardly, and Yoongi only gave me glares.

"Do you, Lee Seul Bi, take Min Yoongi as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"