Jimin flitted around the house as he got everything ready.
He had almost forgotten how nice it felt to be himself again, and he kicked all his stuffed animals under the bed, not wanting to go back.
At least not today.
Today was his wedding, and he wanted everything to go perfectly.
In their backyard was a small wooden stage, where the ceremony would be held, and a large white sheet served as the backdrop, with golden lights strung around it.
He watched from the house as the wedding crew set up the chairs and tables of food, wondering when his fiancé would be home.
He hurried to the bathroom again, checking his appearance for the millionth time.
Everything was ready so far, and Jimin's heart pounded as he spun his ring around his finger.
-
It was almost evening by the time Cho got home, smelling of alcohol and broke.
Jimin was in the backyard, helping the camera man set up his tripod on the stage when he saw his fiancé stumble out.
Eager, he hurried over, hugging the grumpy boy tightly.
"You're back! Did you have fun? I love you! Hurry and get changed so we can start!" Jimin giggled.
Cho grumbled, hungover, and pushed Jimin off him. "Yeah, yeah, whatever, fine. Get me some water, would you? And a Tylenol, heads killing me."
Jimin nodded, skipping off to do just that.
-
Half an hour later, the guests were all sitting in the chairs, excitedly whispering, while Jimin stood on the stage, hidden behind the curtain as they waited for the priest to arrive to marry them.
Cho came out, hands in the pockets of his suit and strode up to Jimin.
"Aren't you so happy this is finally happening?" Jimin was beaming.
"I am." Cho smiled.
"I just wish Jungkook could be here." Jimin sighed.
Cho tensed. "Why? He's a lying asshole, remember?"
"I know...but still. He was my best friend. He still is..."
Cho scowled, stepping closer to the little pinkette. "Stop talking about him. I don't want you to ever say his name again- got it?"
"What? But Jungkook-"
"Jimin!" Cho snapped, fingers curling into fists. "Just shut up, okay?"
Jimin pouted. "Fine, then I'll talk about Namjoon. I miss him a lot too, especially his muscles and how smart he is and-"
Cho growled, his hand flying through the air and Jimin's eyes widened when he realized there was no time to duck.
The powerful slap knocked him off the stage, falling to the grass.
"Shit," Cho jumped off the stage, picking Jimin up and brushing him off. "I'm sorry, Chimmy. You're okay, let me see. Yeah, you're okay, just go cover that up with some makeup. You just made me mad, you can't make me mad, Chimmy, you know this."
He kissed the boys other cheek, avoiding where a large bruise was quickly forming. "Hurry, the priest will be here soon."
Jimin nodded numbly, covering his cheek with one hand as he hurried into the house to cover up Cho's anger.
-
The priest had arrived, and Cho and Jimin stood in front of the crowd, holding hands as the priest stared the ceremony.
"And now, the future husbands would like to exchange vows." The priest said, stepping back.
"Oh, I don't have any." Cho shrugged. "Chimmy?"
Jimin smiled. "I prepared mine in the form of a video."
Cho looked confused but smiled anyways. "Sure, let it play."
The camera was moved to the front of the stage, where it was hooked up to a projector and the video was played on the white sheet backdrop like an old drive in theater.
Cho's smile froze abruptly when he realized what was being shown to everyone.
"Stop talking about him. I don't want you to ever say his name again- got it?"
"What? But Jungkook-"
"Jimin!" Cho snapped, fingers curling into fists. "Just shut up, okay?"
Jimin pouted. "Fine, then I'll talk about Namjoon. I miss him a lot too, especially his muscles and how smart he is and-"
The crowd gasped when Cho struck Jimin, like they were watching a horror movie.
Cho was speechless, seeing Jimin's victorious little smirk.
"You...you devilish little brat!" He glared. "You fucking tricked me! Your own husband!"
"You are not my husband." Jimin crossed his arms. "And you've tricking me since day one, lying and manipulating me. Jungkook was right, and I only love him, not you."
Enraged at being exposed, Cho heard the shocked whispers of disgust behind him, his own family realizing he was a monster, and something snapped.
"If I can't have you- no one can!" He snarled, lunging at the smaller boy. "You fucking bitch!"
Jimin gasped, stepping back, arms rising up to defend himself-
-Cho was knocked to the side suddenly, and the crowd jumped to their feet, gasps of shock and confusion echoing around the backyard.
Jimin dared to peek his eyes open and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the boy who was pinning a struggling Cho down.
"Seokjin!"
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