the wedding planner | part 12
the wedding planner | part 13
the wedding planner series
Characters: Bang Chan x Reader (Y/N)
“That’s why I want to see you before the wedding,” Chan said to you with a serious tone.
You looked at him curiously. “Why?”
“I want you to plan my wedding.”
A/N: Listening to Taylor Swift songs while writing this because I need that sad love songs.
“What do you think?” Chan is looking at you expectantly, waiting for your approval while your eyes are still on Minho. Chan is getting married, you thought. Why this is even a news for you? You are his wedding planner.
“Y/N?” Chan called you again, “It’s not good, isn’t?”, slightly nervous that you didn’t like the tux he chose.
Upon hearing the insecurity in his voice, your eyes darted at him once again. And like the first time you saw him, the wind knocked out of you when your eyes landed on the man. You try your best to calm your pounding heart. Inhaling and exhaling slowly while Chan is still waiting for your answer, nibbling his lower lips.
“It’s bad?” he asked after a while of you just staring at him, dejected.
Still you can’t seem to open your mouth to assure him he looks more than stunning in that tux. You gulp the lump forming in your throat, as you shakily exhale again.
Everyone is looking at you. Minho didn’t missed how your eyes started to water.
Chan turned around and looked again in the mirror, checking if it’s really not good. Asking himself why does he need your approval. He’s the one getting married. Unconsciously his brows furrowed at that thought. He doesn’t seek approval from others especially for big things like this. He prided himself on being decisive cause like what he says every day in front of the mirror, he’s the captain of his own life.
You watch his reflection, his face painted with gloomy expression.
He catch your eyes in the mirror, a smile slowly forming in your face.
You hold his gaze, “No, it’s perfect,” you said. Chan can’t help but smile at your words, his dimples showing.
“What can I say your best friend is this good-looking,” he joked as he look again at the tux he’s wearing. Minho knows you are about to cry.
“Yeah,” Minho agreed, hugging you from his side. “Your best friends are handsome as hell,” he boasted, patting your back gently. If he’s not somehow consoling you right now, you’ll probably roll your eyes at him.
You just laugh at their remarks, as a tear escape in your right eye. You hurriedly wipe it with your hand.
“That’s really good but I think you could…” he added, walking away from you and towards Chan, blocking Chan’s view of you.
You silently thank the gods above you for Minho however you are much thankful that Minho is not saying anything right now.
Minho is seriously giving now Chan more advices because like what you reasoned for him to come and what you are hearing right now, he’s been there and done that.
You let them, sitting down again on the couch. Chan is listening to Minho but his eyes are on you. He didn’t failed to notice the change in your facial expression. In that millisecond, he saw it, the unexplainable sadness in your eyes.
Is it because of the truce?
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