𝗚𝗢𝗧𝟳 𝗜𝗠𝗔𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦 𝟭

marriage ; mark

mark as fiancee

{Song Suggestion: Just Say You Won't Let Go-James Arthur}

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Palms sweating buckets, you smooth them over your ivory silk dress, but it didn't provide much relief. They just kept getting colder and clammier. Figures that on the most important day of your life, your hands decide to imitate Niagara Falls.

Your best friend also known as your bridesmaid and soon to be sister-in-law, noticed your shivering hands in your lap, and gently sat down next you taking your quivering cold palms in her warm ones.

'Hey,' she whispered gently. 'What's wrong? Are you getting cold feet, or should I say, cold hands?' she jested, smiling at you reassuringly.

'Cause if you're going to bail in the last minute, I might have to kill you,' she joked.

Laughing unsteadily, you shook your head. 'I'm just... out of it (BFF/N).'

'Why? You don't want to marry my brother?" she asked her brows furrowed in confusion.

'No no,' you said breathlessly. 'There's nothing wrong with your brother,' you laughed, dismissing her ridiculous statement. 'In fact it would be harder to find a more perfect person,' you said slowly.

'Then?' she pressed softly.

'I think, the problem is... me,' you sighed. 'I mean, your brother could have anyone in the entire freaking world, but he chooses me? I don't want him to make a wrong choice, one that he might regret for the rest of his life,' you said, blurting out what was in your mind.

Making a small noise of frustration at the back of her throat, your best friend rolls her eyes to the ceiling and pulls your face gently to face her. 'Listen here (Y/N)' she starts off softly but sternly. 'My brother knows what he wants in life and would move mountains to get it. If he chose you then YOU'RE the perfect one for him, no one else you got me? If anything, the boy should be lucky to have you, and if he doesn't realise it... well, I'll just have to do something drastic,' she laughed.

Her infectious cheerfulness spread to you, allowing the smallest of grins to form on your face. 'Now, you better start smiling or else all my hard work is going to be left to waste,' scolded softly.

Turning your face in the mirror for what felt like the 100th time you asked your best friend the same question. 'You think I look OK?'

'Jeez (Y/N) you really have to stop asking me that, it makes me lose credibility as a make-up artist,' she joked, as her hands packed up all of the make-up supplies. 'And for the millionth time, yes you look fine. More than fine okay? I wouldn't be surprised if my brother had trouble saying 'I Do'" she laughed, stowing away her make up bag, and smoothing out her silky, pearly white bridesmaid dress.

Just as you opened your mouth to say something, the door burst open, bringing in 6 incredibly noisy guys, your mom and dad.

Raising an eyebrow, you looked at the rest of the GOT7 members, a smile forming on your lips. 'Now, I wonder what all of you are doing here,' you teased as they stared at you dumbfounded. When none of them replied, you waved a hand in front of their faces. 'Um are you guys okay?' you asked, getting worried.

'Well, GODDAMN,' Jackson crowed as the maknae wolf-whistled, causing you to blush furiously.

'Umm, is it too late to cancel the wedding and let me marry her instead?" JB called out.

'Mark hyung always gets the BEST ONES DAMMIT,' Jinyoung nearly cursed, not taking his eyes off of you.

Laughing at all of their over-reactions you shook your head smiling. 'Shhhh you dummies,' your best friend shushed, emerging from the bathroom. 'He's not supposed to see her in the wedding dress,' she chastised, them and at the same time glaring at her boyfriend Jackson.