"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.

Jimin started to laugh, “Both”. He knew that if he told her what it was in the slightest way she would figure out what this gift was..

"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.

“Oh, I know. I just think if you’re gonna receive a pretty important final message from someone, it should at least be within the year they died….” she shrugged. She really didn’t want to go over this again.

"So much drama.." he chuckles "we are going to th e Bahamas lol." "Laying in bed all day."

"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.

“It would be a waste-- I know you don’t like not to know what we are doing but just this one time can you let me gift you without your knowledge?” he grins “I want everything to be perfect okay? I love you and want you to always remember this.” He smiles

“How long? It has been a few days now. Yixing, Seulgi, myself, Lu, Joy, Taek, and Yeri weren’t about to miss your wedding. We were being called back by grandfather Cho and Grandfather Park. I told Chanyeol he needs to not practice his craft on actual human life but NOOOO..” Irene dramatically was throwing shade at Sehun and proceeded to smack him across the back of the head. “And another thing, I swear on god--if that robot of an ex-boyfriend of yours comes to my granddaughters wedding--you won’t have Chan to worry about--you will have to deal with me, and we all know my anger is worse than hers so--try me if you want to baby man child.” Irene grinned threatening Sehun. “I think when everyone gets here--I will explain what is going to happen.” 

"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.

“Oh, I know. I just think if you’re gonna receive a pretty important final message from someone, it should at least be within the year they died….” she shrugged. She really didn’t want to go over this again.

"So much drama.." he chuckles "we are going to th e Bahamas lol." "Laying in bed all day."

“I know–I know.” He knew his best friend better than anyone else in this world. “I am not saying you need to forgive me but–you need to forgive her. Regardless of if we think it was the right decision or not.” He added. “I know–after you marry Jimin–just focus on that, I will handle everything else.” He reassured her.

“But that’s my whole issue, isn’t it?” she replied, picking her glass back up and sinking into the couch. “Everyone ‘taking care’ of things is the whole problem here - Gigi, Yeol, YOU…” she reached forward and poked him hard in the chest, “you all tried to ‘take care’ of things, to ‘take care’ of me, ever since I was like sixteen, and look at me now. I’m the poster child for why antidepressants and alcohol don’t mix, and I can’t do anything on my own, even if I had to. Good thing I’m marrying rich, I suppose.”

“After you get married, Yeol, Yixing, and myself will be gone for some amount of time. We have some unfinished business to handle.” He told her, he could only tell her this. Knowing Lay had returned from his mission and knew that a war among families and territories was about to begin.

“Is this the kind of unfinished business I won’t be allowed to know about until about a year after one of you dies?” She could hear the bitterness in her own voice. “Or all of you? Honestly, either tell me things or don’t even mention shit. Now I’m gonna spend my whole honeymoon worrying about you idiots.”

Sehun sat back in his chair, before could speak a familiar women voice appeared from behind him.

“I know–I know.” He knew his best friend better than anyone else in this world. “I am not saying you need to forgive me but–you need to forgive her. Regardless of if we think it was the right decision or not.” He added. “I know–after you marry Jimin–just focus on that, I will handle everything else.” He reassured her.

“But that’s my whole issue, isn’t it?” she replied, picking her glass back up and sinking into the couch. “Everyone ‘taking care’ of things is the whole problem here - Gigi, Yeol, YOU…” she reached forward and poked him hard in the chest, “you all tried to 'take care’ of things, to 'take care’ of me, ever since I was like sixteen, and look at me now. I’m the poster child for why antidepressants and alcohol don’t mix, and I can’t do anything on my own, even if I had to. Good thing I’m marrying rich, I suppose.”

"After you get married, Yeol, Yixing, and myself will be gone for some amount of time. We have some unfinished business to handle." He told her, he could only tell her this. Knowing Lay had returned from his mission and knew that a war among families and territories was about to begin.

"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.

“I know--I know.” He knew his best friend better than anyone else in this world. “I am not saying you need to forgive me but--you need to forgive her. Regardless of if we think it was the right decision or not.” He added. “I know--after you marry Jimin--just focus on that, I will handle everything else.” He reassured her.

"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.

Jimin looked concerned for a moment and then chuckled, “I am guessing you shot Chanyeol?” he chuckled again. “You know he was only trying to help you right? But that is okay, we can take pictures against the wall.” 

"Tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life. The beginning of forever. I love you Channie." Jimin kissed the top of her head softly as he was hugging her.

“You will be the lady of the house. I promise to love you forever.” he spoke softly. “I won’t let anyone take that away from you. i promise.” 

Sehun quickly made it to the trash bin, proceeding to throw up all over the place. “Jesus christ--where’s my son?” he sighed, at this point he knew Chan would ask questions. “Where’s Junyul?” He asked once again. All he was worried about was his child, he hadn’t felt sick like this in a very long time, the last time he felt this ill was after Gina died. “There’s something I have to show you--” he spoke to her, pulling out a black album titled “Our Secrets”. “Now--don’t be mad--this is something Gina made up for you before she died. She made me promise not to save her--to not try to revive her--or Mike would be chasing after all of us forever--” he spoke as tears rolled down his soft pink cheeks, as he already knew, that his album was going to change her feelings toward her sister forever.