What Makes You So Special?

🐈: *standing minding his damn business*

🌪️: Hmmm maybe not the coat *pulls it down* actually maybe yes *pulls it back on* hmmm maybeeeee nottt *squints eyes*

🐈: 😐 I need to leave soon-

🌪️: Yeah yeah… wait ! Vivi bag! *runs off*

Hanse: He’s got an agenda… things to do… Some people are productive

🌪️: *waltzes in* and I can dress you too~ if you’ll let me~ *winks, handing Bastet the bag*

*looks at Set* Where’s his shirt?

Hanse: I feel like this is all a bad idea

Beomgyu: Work? Pfft. Yes I work

*whispers to Hanse* See~ I don’t think he’s doing anything

Hanse: You have never worked a day in your life… not a single day…

🌪️: There!~ *points to the vest*

Why you say that pretty boy?~ *grins*

🐈: So you don’t work. *ear twitches under his hat* Just cause you whisper doesn’t mean I can’t here you-. *shakes his head before checking his watch* and unlike you my job isn’t just…standing around and being “fabulous”, was there anything you needed?

*grins at Set* I can see ‘em

Hanse: Ha~ I can see your chaos wrapped up in cute with a little bow… *shakes his finger* but I’m not biting

Beomgyu: *whispers again* Maybe I wanted you to hear it *smiles* Where you going that’s so special? Are you like… important or something? Cause *rocks in his heels* I don’t know you

*smiles happily* Everyone loves me

🐈: *standing minding his damn business*

🌪️: Hmmm maybe not the coat *pulls it down* actually maybe yes *pulls it back on* hmmm maybeeeee nottt *squints eyes*

🐈: 😐 I need to leave soon-

🌪️: Yeah yeah… wait ! Vivi bag! *runs off*

Hanse: He’s got an agenda… things to do… Some people are productive

🌪️: *waltzes in* and I can dress you too~ if you’ll let me~ *winks, handing Bastet the bag*

*looks at Set* Where’s his shirt?

Hanse: I feel like this is all a bad idea

Beomgyu: Work? Pfft. Yes I work

*whispers to Hanse* See~ I don’t think he’s doing anything

Hanse: You have never worked a day in your life… not a single day…

🐈: *standing minding his damn business*

🌪️: Hmmm maybe not the coat *pulls it down* actually maybe yes *pulls it back on* hmmm maybeeeee nottt *squints eyes*

🐈: 😐 I need to leave soon-

🌪️: Yeah yeah… wait ! Vivi bag! *runs off*

Hanse: He’s got an agenda… things to do… Some people are productive

Jungkook: *giggles*

Lisa: Sorry but at least he’s in one piece… just not the designated driver after lunch

Jaebeom admired his reflection in the mirror, straightening the lapels of his tuxedo. He felt confident and stylish, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he wasn’t quite ready to walk his sister down the aisle or stand at the end of the aisle for his fiancée.

“Stop fidgeting,” the old man who owned the store instructed, pinning the jacket for alterations. “You’ve been doing this since you were a boy. If you don’t stop, I’ll use this needle on you.” It was true; Mr. Jung had been dressing him, his brother, and father since he could remember.

Jaebeom, feeling embarrassed, chuckled. “You’re right. I apologize,” he said, his voice reminiscent of a child. “You’ve met Lisa. I have to ensure that this is flawless.”

“And the lucky lady?” Mr. Jung asked. “How did you know she was the one?”

For the first time since their fitting appointment, Jaebeom broke into a smile. “Haeyoon?” he whispered. “She’s a dream come true. Funny, intelligent, and courageous,” he listed a few qualities that had captivated him when he first met the extraordinary girl from another world. “After our first date, when we said goodnight, I felt her absence in my chest. I can’t imagine my life without her.” He was aware that his words sounded like those of a lovesick fool, but for Haeyoon, he didn’t care.

The elderly man smiled at the man in front of him, recalling the boy from years ago. “I’m delighted that you’ve found such a loving partner. You truly deserve it.”

Jaebeom: *points to Ace and smiles* Ah, for Lisa *points at Angel* For Kyun. I’ll do better next time. I appreciate the good words. It’s been hard

♥️: *laughs* Yes for Lisa~ and the shortie is for Kyun… that’s his name *mutters the last part* Of course! I bet all of this is stressing, Lisa’s wedding and than your own but everything will go great and you’ll have an amazing time with many memories too

😈: *squeals and holds onto Kyun still munching on their pretzel* Nooo I bet you looked so handsome *whines and pouts* wait does that mean I get to go too?

Jaebeom: I’m not great with names or faces… but I know she cares about you so that’s all I need to know. Coming from you that means a lot.

Jaebeom admired his reflection in the mirror, straightening the lapels of his tuxedo. He felt confident and stylish, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he wasn’t quite ready to walk his sister down the aisle or stand at the end of the aisle for his fiancée.

“Stop fidgeting,” the old man who owned the store instructed, pinning the jacket for alterations. “You’ve been doing this since you were a boy. If you don’t stop, I’ll use this needle on you.” It was true; Mr. Jung had been dressing him, his brother, and father since he could remember.

Jaebeom, feeling embarrassed, chuckled. “You’re right. I apologize,” he said, his voice reminiscent of a child. “You’ve met Lisa. I have to ensure that this is flawless.”

“And the lucky lady?” Mr. Jung asked. “How did you know she was the one?”

For the first time since their fitting appointment, Jaebeom broke into a smile. “Haeyoon?” he whispered. “She’s a dream come true. Funny, intelligent, and courageous,” he listed a few qualities that had captivated him when he first met the extraordinary girl from another world. “After our first date, when we said goodnight, I felt her absence in my chest. I can’t imagine my life without her.” He was aware that his words sounded like those of a lovesick fool, but for Haeyoon, he didn’t care.

The elderly man smiled at the man in front of him, recalling the boy from years ago. “I’m delighted that you’ve found such a loving partner. You truly deserve it.”

Changkyun smiled and returned his suit to the shop attendant. While he was known for his unique or even extreme fashion sense compared to his brother, this time, his choice of a simply elegant suit was a no-brainer. “I’ll be back in a few,” he said, clapping his brother on the back.

He had firsthand experience with the stresses of planning a wedding and was happy to lend a helping hand. His responsibilities were limited to helping Jaebeom with his guest lists and ensuring no interference with Lisa. He didn’t envy his siblings at all. Not this time.

Kyun confidently strolled towards the food court, the tantalizing aroma of warm and freshly baked pretzels drawing him in. He glanced at the menu displayed above the food cart and raised two fingers to the worker. “Two, please,” he politely requested. As if by habit, he glanced beside him and sighed heavily at the empty space. “Ah, make that just one.”

Although his long legs covered the distance back to Jaebeom, something felt wrong. There was something missing.

As he reentered the shop, a familiar voice caught his attention. He spotted someone with curly blonde hair engaged in conversation with his brother. Although he couldn’t recall the name, he recognized the face, it was Lisa’s friend.

He hoped he was right and quickened his pace. The sight of a shorter, dark-haired figure sent his world spinning. He was right; this was right. Something wasn’t missing anymore, someone had been found.

Jaebeom admired his reflection in the mirror, straightening the lapels of his tuxedo. He felt confident and stylish, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he wasn’t quite ready to walk his sister down the aisle or stand at the end of the aisle for his fiancée.

“Stop fidgeting,” the old man who owned the store instructed, pinning the jacket for alterations. “You’ve been doing this since you were a boy. If you don’t stop, I’ll use this needle on you.” It was true; Mr. Jung had been dressing him, his brother, and father since he could remember.

Jaebeom, feeling embarrassed, chuckled. “You’re right. I apologize,” he said, his voice reminiscent of a child. “You’ve met Lisa. I have to ensure that this is flawless.”

“And the lucky lady?” Mr. Jung asked. “How did you know she was the one?”

For the first time since their fitting appointment, Jaebeom broke into a smile. “Haeyoon?” he whispered. “She’s a dream come true. Funny, intelligent, and courageous,” he listed a few qualities that had captivated him when he first met the extraordinary girl from another world. “After our first date, when we said goodnight, I felt her absence in my chest. I can’t imagine my life without her.” He was aware that his words sounded like those of a lovesick fool, but for Haeyoon, he didn’t care.

The elderly man smiled at the man in front of him, recalling the boy from years ago. “I’m delighted that you’ve found such a loving partner. You truly deserve it.”

Jaebeom: *points to Ace and smiles* Ah, for Lisa *points at Angel* For Kyun. I’ll do better next time. I appreciate the good words. It’s been hard

Jaebeom admired his reflection in the mirror, straightening the lapels of his tuxedo. He felt confident and stylish, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he wasn’t quite ready to walk his sister down the aisle or stand at the end of the aisle for his fiancée.

“Stop fidgeting,” the old man who owned the store instructed, pinning the jacket for alterations. “You’ve been doing this since you were a boy. If you don’t stop, I’ll use this needle on you.” It was true; Mr. Jung had been dressing him, his brother, and father since he could remember.

Jaebeom, feeling embarrassed, chuckled. “You’re right. I apologize,” he said, his voice reminiscent of a child. “You’ve met Lisa. I have to ensure that this is flawless.”

“And the lucky lady?” Mr. Jung asked. “How did you know she was the one?”

For the first time since their fitting appointment, Jaebeom broke into a smile. “Haeyoon?” he whispered. “She’s a dream come true. Funny, intelligent, and courageous,” he listed a few qualities that had captivated him when he first met the extraordinary girl from another world. “After our first date, when we said goodnight, I felt her absence in my chest. I can’t imagine my life without her.” He was aware that his words sounded like those of a lovesick fool, but for Haeyoon, he didn’t care.

The elderly man smiled at the man in front of him, recalling the boy from years ago. “I’m delighted that you’ve found such a loving partner. You truly deserve it.”

Jaebeom admired his reflection in the mirror, straightening the lapels of his tuxedo. He felt confident and stylish, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he wasn’t quite ready to walk his sister down the aisle or stand at the end of the aisle for his fiancée.

“Stop fidgeting,” the old man who owned the store instructed, pinning the jacket for alterations. “You’ve been doing this since you were a boy. If you don’t stop, I’ll use this needle on you.” It was true; Mr. Jung had been dressing him, his brother, and father since he could remember.

Jaebeom, feeling embarrassed, chuckled. “You’re right. I apologize,” he said, his voice reminiscent of a child. “You’ve met Lisa. I have to ensure that this is flawless.”

“And the lucky lady?” Mr. Jung asked. “How did you know she was the one?”

For the first time since their fitting appointment, Jaebeom broke into a smile. “Haeyoon?” he whispered. “She’s a dream come true. Funny, intelligent, and courageous,” he listed a few qualities that had captivated him when he first met the extraordinary girl from another world. “After our first date, when we said goodnight, I felt her absence in my chest. I can’t imagine my life without her.” He was aware that his words sounded like those of a lovesick fool, but for Haeyoon, he didn’t care.

The elderly man smiled at the man in front of him, recalling the boy from years ago. “I’m delighted that you’ve found such a loving partner. You truly deserve it.”

Jaebeom admired his reflection in the mirror, straightening the lapels of his tuxedo. He felt confident and stylish, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he wasn’t quite ready to walk his sister down the aisle or stand at the end of the aisle for his fiancée.

“Stop fidgeting,” the old man who owned the store instructed, pinning the jacket for alterations. “You’ve been doing this since you were a boy. If you don’t stop, I’ll use this needle on you.” It was true; Mr. Jung had been dressing him, his brother, and father since he could remember.

Jaebeom, feeling embarrassed, chuckled. “You’re right. I apologize,” he said, his voice reminiscent of a child. “You’ve met Lisa. I have to ensure that this is flawless.”

“And the lucky lady?” Mr. Jung asked. “How did you know she was the one?”

For the first time since their fitting appointment, Jaebeom broke into a smile. “Haeyoon?” he whispered. “She’s a dream come true. Funny, intelligent, and courageous,” he listed a few qualities that had captivated him when he first met the extraordinary girl from another world. “After our first date, when we said goodnight, I felt her absence in my chest. I can’t imagine my life without her.” He was aware that his words sounded like those of a lovesick fool, but for Haeyoon, he didn’t care.

The elderly man smiled at the man in front of him, recalling the boy from years ago. “I’m delighted that you’ve found such a loving partner. You truly deserve it.”

Jaebeom admired his reflection in the mirror, straightening the lapels of his tuxedo. He felt confident and stylish, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he wasn’t quite ready to walk his sister down the aisle or stand at the end of the aisle for his fiancée.

“Stop fidgeting,” the old man who owned the store instructed, pinning the jacket for alterations. “You’ve been doing this since you were a boy. If you don’t stop, I’ll use this needle on you.” It was true; Mr. Jung had been dressing him, his brother, and father since he could remember.

Jaebeom, feeling embarrassed, chuckled. “You’re right. I apologize,” he said, his voice reminiscent of a child. “You’ve met Lisa. I have to ensure that this is flawless.”

“And the lucky lady?” Mr. Jung asked. “How did you know she was the one?”

For the first time since their fitting appointment, Jaebeom broke into a smile. “Haeyoon?” he whispered. “She’s a dream come true. Funny, intelligent, and courageous,” he listed a few qualities that had captivated him when he first met the extraordinary girl from another world. “After our first date, when we said goodnight, I felt her absence in my chest. I can’t imagine my life without her.” He was aware that his words sounded like those of a lovesick fool, but for Haeyoon, he didn’t care.

The elderly man smiled at the man in front of him, recalling the boy from years ago. “I’m delighted that you’ve found such a loving partner. You truly deserve it.”

To celebrate I’ll be posting a lot of little writings for updates since it’s been forever and a day since I’ve been active.

To Do:

Jaebeom

Changkyun

Hongjoong

Taeyong

Lisa

Jungkook

Hanse

Beomgyu (?)

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