#au:wedding

Author: bigbabyjeno

Length: Oneshot, 10k Words (Completed)

Rating: M

Genre: Modern AU, Wedding AU, Strangers to Lovers

Summary:

“You don’t see me,” the man hisses, creeping down the corridor with his back pressed to the wall, arms spread like he’s some sort of secret agent on a top secret spy mission.

Lan Zhan watches him for a moment, trying to decide if he’s worth any concern. The man is currently crab-walking behind a row of potted ficus, though, so Lan Zhan is reasonably sure he doesn’t need to alert security about this one.

[Or; Lan Zhan is photographing a wedding when he catches someone trying to sneak in. The man claims to be the bride's brother and begs Lan Zhan to make him his assistant for the evening so he can watch his sister get married. Lan Zhan reluctantly agrees and gets a lot more than he bargained for.]

Author: yeolie

Length: oneshot

Status: Complete

Rating: M

Genre: romance, smut, wedding au, break up make up

Summary: Baekhyun and Chanyeol broke up years ago, but when Baekhyun’s best friend marries Chanyeol’s sister, the two have a chance to reconnect.

Author: etymologyplayground

Length: Oneshot, 5.5k Words (Completed)

Rating: Teen+

Genre: Modern AU, Wedding AU, Strangers to Lovers

Summary:

"Are you each other's beards?" Wei Ying guesses, mostly joking.

Lan Zhan says, "I don't know what that means."

Wen Qing says, "Yes." Then, to Lan Zhan, she says, "It's what we're doing."

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What's even better than attending the wedding of someone you hate? Being the bartender at the wedding of someone you hate.

Author: 

Length: One Shot

Status: Complete

Rating: M

Genre: wedding au, romance, fluff, mute baekhyun, established relationship, smut, innocent baekhyun

Summary: Park Chanyeol is 500% in love with Byun Baekhyun. That's it, that's the fic.

Author:

Length: Oneshot, 3.5k Words (Completed)

Rating: G

Genre: Modern AU, Wedding AU

Summary:

Wei Ying sees him through the flowers and silk and his heart whispers, oh. There you are.

It is there in one moment and then gone in the next, just a fleeting hint of recognition, relief that spreads through his chest with intensity that makes his knees wobble. There is a beautiful man at his sister’s wedding and he is looking at Wei Ying as if he has been struck speechless and something about the curve of that man’s bowed lips, the molten gold of his eyes, the way his throat bobs and his jaw slackens—it feels like coming home.

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A beautiful stranger asks Wei Ying to dance.