Published on: Aug 07,2021
Note: Pic is googled
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"Damn it" , he kicked the car multiple times, cursing cause,"fu**k it hurts" looked at his right after flicking his hairs back,
Sigh, chances of getting any kind of help at this barren road seem slim, he sighed again"what a great start, F**ck it" He kicked the car once again
And started running on the road, hoping his longs legs will almost make him Usain Bolt, and he would fly to the destination, but sad that his long legs are not helping him reaching out at the destination,
He cursed once again, "why the hell formal shoes are so tight and uncomfortable", sweat droplets running through his body and making their way to his groin making him tickle and itchy, he never felt this sweaty and tired, hours of performances on stage were always enjoyable,
He cursed his luck, the people who are not helping him, come on can't they drive on this barren place, and f**ck his tire which has no sense where to get flat just like his chest,
He dragged his feet and finally reached the destination, saw few guards roaming around, but no one stopped him, thank god he dressed up as per the occasion.
He entered into the church, It was quiet as most of the churches are, it was cold as most of them are, it was peaceful yet disturbing for him, he took few breaths and hold his left side of the chest, his heart was beating erratically not sure because of his unplanned marathon or nervousness his feeling on tip of his fingers, but let's assume it was from his huffy running..
He looked to his left and right, there are very few people attending the ceremony...
The lector asked the bride, will you accept Mew Suppasit Jongcheveevat as your husband, which caught his attention, he shouted loud..
"Noooooooooooooooo"
He strolled towards the couple, reducing their distance, walking towards them like he is on-ramp and showcasing his clothes, church starts to fill with murmurs.
"You guys... why did you choose this place as venue??, do you know how far it is??"
"Oooh boy I ran a mile or two to reach here"
Mew glared at the man, he was trying to figure out, whether he know him, his face looks familiar though, is he one of her ex's...
Gulf keeps on chattering along his lesiure walk, "My tire flattens in middle of nowhere, like seriously",
"Ohhhh! Hello mam'm, I love your dress" he complimented a random woman on sideways, and then again looked at Mew
"And you are a businessman right?? always in suit and formals, how do you deal with these shoes, jeeeez... they are killing me man",
He was moving on the aisle towards the bride and groom, his eyes fixed on Mew's face, still can't accept the fact this man can be a jerk,
Mew looked in distance towards his guards, and nod his head, two guards came and started pulling him out of the church,
"Hey stop, you can't marry her.."
Mew glared at Prink who was looking at Gulf carried figure with a gaped mouth, licking her pink lips, Mew looked at the exchange he is not a fool, he seeks for her hand, but she hides it behind her back, his eyebrow arched this is not a good sign, they need to talk..
He grabbed her wrist and stepped down from the aisle, the murmur started again, he ordered his guards to bring the man to the side for a talk, and dragged Prink along with him,
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kleptomaniac (Complete)
Fanfiction"Stop, you can't marry her..." Gulf shouted his lungs out at church, panting heavily... holding his knees like he ran a marathon or something. Mew was about to say yes to his bride, he looked at the man, 'do he know him??', 'his face looks familiar...
