Jisung walked into the room to see a murderous looking Chenle and turned on his heels to walk out, only to be grabbed by the collar of his shirt. "Oh no you don't," Chenle replied, dragging Jisung over to the table, Jisung pouting.
"I told you you could plan the bulk of the wedding," Jisung whined.
"This is about our suits Sungie," Chenle replied, and Jisung's mouth opened to a perfect o. "So I'm wearing the white one, and you're wearing the black one, which I still don't agree with, but tailoring starts tomorrow, and we need to know what material they'll be out of since we're going to be late leaving because we always sleep in."
"How about this?" Jisung chose a fabric at random, and Chenle wrinkled his nose.
"That's wool with a relatively low thread count, so it's really not that good. How about this? I was thinking a silk suit for the white, and this silk in particular." Chenle chose a white silk sample with a small pattern of baby's breath decorating it, the bursts so far apart they were hardly noticeable. "Or actually, no pattern." Chenle chose another one, and Jisung just nodded along.
"For you, how do you feel about cashmere for your suit?"
"Mark and Hyuck are using cashmere."
"Then we'll use silk," Chenle nodded, sifting through the silk samples before he found one he found satisfactory. Jisung just sat there as he became Chenle's sample doll, laying down and letting Chenle put the samples on him to determine the proper shade of black.
"Also, it's Lelenese tradition not to see your fiancé for the week before your wedding, so after we get to Taerid, I won't see you again until the wedding," Chenle said casually, and Jisung looked at him in shock.
"Are you serious?"
"I'm pretty sure Hyuck and Renjun are telling Mark and Jeno and Jaemin now, so I mean, you're not the only one devastated."
"I wouldn't say devastated," Jisung teased, and Chenle stuck out his tongue.
"Lay back down." Jisung ignored Chenle and instead wrapped his arms around him, kissing his neck and making him squirm. "Sungie, we need to finish this!"
"Well I was just informed I'm going to be deprived of Lele cuddles and kisses for a week, I'm going to get some now!"
"It tickles!" Chenle giggled as Jisung continued to leave butterfly soft kisses on his neck and face, avoiding his lips, which were pouted.
"Jisung," Chenle said, and Jisung looked at him.
"Yes?" Jisung didn't get to ask anything else as Chenle pulled him in for a kiss, which promptly turned into a small battle, Jisung winning and exploring Chenle's mouth, pulling away to see Chenle's now swollen and red lips still pouting. "I'm going to win one time."
"Keep telling yourself that."
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"What do you mean I don't get to see you for a week?" Jaemin whined, clinging onto Renjun, who was trying to choose tablecloth fabric for their reception.
"It's tradition Nana, can you let go of me?"
"Not before I get a kiss," Jaemin replied, and Renjun sighed, looking at him and gently pecking his lips, only to see Jaemin with his lips still puckered.
"Where's Jeno by the way? I thought I already chose tablecloth fabric." Renjun said, and Jaemin panicked for a second internally before chuckling.
"I think he's coming soon. But for now, more kisses?"
"You're too spoiled as it is."
"You're forgetting how much I can spoil you baby boy," Jaemin teased, enjoying the bright red flush on Renjun's face.
"Show me then," Renjun challenged, and it was Jaemin's turn to turn red. "Just as I thought -"
"We'd need a bed and Jeno to show you exactly how much I can spoil you," Jaemin said lowly, reaching out and tucking Renjun's hair behind his ear. "But that'll come after marriage."
"I -"
"Junnie!" Jeno shouted, bouncing in and holding a huge bouquet of flowers. Jaemin slipped out, much to Renjun's confusion, but he also got quickly distracted by Jeno's flowers and kisses.
"These are so cute Nono," Renjun smiled, taking the flowers and looking up to see Jeno's crescent eyed smile, making Renjun smile even wider. "So cute." He reached out and pinched Jeno's cheek, cooing at the blush on his cheeks.
"Junnie!" Jeno whined as Renjun stood on tiptoes to kiss his nose.
"Now what's going on?" Renjun asked, and Jeno scoffed.
"Nothing."
"Right. So why am I choosing tablecloths again?"
"Just to double check," Jeno hummed.
"Jeno this is the fourth time I'm choosing tablecloths." Renjun looked at Jeno, completely deadpan, and pointed at the same tablecloth he'd chosen the last three times. "This one. Now, what's going on?"
Jeno was trying to figure out a way to get Renjun to be quiet, and the best course of action was to press their lips together, Renjun letting out a muffled squeak but quickly melting into Jeno's touch like putty.
Renjun looked at him when he pulled away, pouting. "Non-"
"Shut up baby boy," Jeno replied, pressing another kiss on Renjun's lips, ignoring tactfully the little hits Renjun made on his chest.
"Don't call me that so loudly."
"Baby boy?" Jeno smirked, and Renjun slapped his arm halfheartedly. "Hold up I'll just sing it from the roof -"
"Don't you dare Lee Jeno." Renjun replied, and Jeno smiled, seeing a signal from Hendery that the plan could start.
"You okay being blindfolded?"
"What?"
"Yes or no?"
"Yes, from you, Jeno, what's going on -" Jeno pulled out a blindfold and placed it gently over Renjun's eyes, pressing a kiss on his lips.
"I told you baby boy, shut up."
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"Mark!"
"What is it?"
"What flower arrangement?"
"Whatever you like!"
"Aren't you allergic to some flowers?"
"Yeah!"
"Why are you two yelling, you're right next to each other." Jieun asked, going through the flowers with a Neo Stone image of a ChenSung in front of her, Chenle looking at them intensively while Jisung was snuggled into the crook of his neck.
"It adds a dramatic flair," Donghyuck replied, and Jieun sighed. "Besides I won't see him for a week. We got to be extra while we can."
"You two are quite interesting," Jieun chuckled, and Hyuck nodded.
"We'll be fine when we're married, but I'm slowly getting stressed over this."
"The marriage?"
"He won't tell me what he's allergic to!"
"Just some flowers!"
"He's allergic to roses." Jieun responded, and Donghyuck nodded seriously, eliminating all the rose bouquets.
"Mark?"
"Yes babe?"
"You'll miss me right?"
"Every second baby."
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Jeno had given Renjun a grand total of thirty one kisses, and he still didn't stop asking questions every second. Jaemin smiled at the annoyed look on Jeno's face he appeared, questions still flowing from his mouth.
"Hi baby boy," Jaemin said softly, kissing Renjun's cheek.
"Hi Nana," Renjun said. "What're you doing?"
"We're going to take off the blindfold now okay?"
"Finally! Jeno wouldn't tell me what was going on." Jaemin smiled and undid the blindfold.
"Start from the left sweetheart," Jeno said, Jaemin and Jeno standing behind Renjun.
Renjun looked around, seeing he was in his art studio, almost ankle deep in rose petals. He saw canvases covered in white cloths, and went over to the one on the furthest left, pulling it off to reveal a big W, black and filled with yellow flowers.
The next was an I in calligraphy, an L in gorgeous purple strokes, and then another L in pink dots.
Smiling, Renjun quickly uncovered the rest, revealing the last words. "Will you marry us?" Renjun read aloud, turning around to see Jeno and Jaemin holding a box together that had a ring in it, Renjun's birthstone nestled between Jeno and Jaemin's.
"It's late but we wanted to know." Jaemin said, and Jeno smiled.
"Will you marry us?"
Renjun tackled them into a tight hug, both of them receiving multiple kisses to the cheek. "Of course!"
♛♔♛
This is so cute I'm so happy :)
Also, an important PSA:
This baby:
Is the same as this... thing
You're welcome.