Like a Lady (Markson Story)

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Mark's pov

Time skip to the wedding

We survived the mountains with only mild complains from Jinyoung and a few sleepless nights because he was afraid we would be murdered.

And then today, was the day. The wedding. "I can't believe this is happening." I say as I am hiding my dressing room.

We already had our opening party and I said hi to our are guest which includes our family and friends. But I technically wasn't aloud out since it's bad luck.

"You all look amazing." I say as Jinyoung is currently trying to help me tie all the strings together on my dress, sinc he conceived me he could do it himself.

"Mother of glitter, I can't tie this. Where is the8?!" Jinyoung sighed in defeat. As if on cue The8 barged into the dressing room. "You called?" The8 asked with a smirk.

"Don't worry I'm here to help." The8 said as he proceeded to tighten the strings on the back of my dress. "There you go. Just tight enough so you can breath." He laughs

"Wow, I never imagined I'd be walking my son down in a dress on his wedding day at age 26." My mother sighs dreamily.

"Thank you mom. Thank you for this all." I kiss her cheek as he pinched mine in return. "Of course baby. I'm glad your happy." She smiled linking her arm in mine.

After all the groomsmen and my cousin who was our flower girl. My mom led me down the isle. All my friends and family gasped at my dress.

I caught sight at Jackson standing in the front his eyes teary as he started at me in shock and pure love.

"You look beautiful." He whispered taking my hands in his. I blushed bright red as I mouthed thank you.

(I've written way too many weddings guys. We'll skip over to the boring part)

"Mark Tuan do you take Jackson Wang to be your husband?" The priest asked and I nodded.

"I do."

"And Jackson Wang do you take Mark Tuan to be your husband?" The priest asked him.

"I do."