Ryeowook took a deep breath, close to tears. He could feel the guests whispering behind him and Heechul place a comforting hand on his shoulder while muttering curses.

The door burst open and Kyuhyun came running in, panting. He stood for a minute and regained his breath before calmly walking towards Ryeowook.

”Sorry I’m late,” he grinned.

Ryeowook rubbed away his tears and hit Kyuhyun’s shoulder. “You absolute . How can you be late for your own wedding?”

“…reasons. Sorry babe.”

Kyuhyun kissed Ryeowook’s cheek and gestured for the priest to start. Ryeowook might hate him, but would love the surprise later. 

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