Watching him trot along, from one side to the other, it was splendid. The way he was explaining everything, so confusing, yet you could understand at the same time. To him, it was a new thing, something he didn't really feel. It was his wedding over again, yet it wasn't his. 

"-If you'd like, but I don't encourage that-"

He spoke in a sophisticated way, soft honey-like voice. His lips moved, they listened, they nodded. Maybe they understood, maybe they didn't, but their expression on their faces was more than it could be said. Her rosy lips separated, forming a word, then she nodded. He listened to her and nodded, his right leg crossed over his left one, his delicate hands picked up his notepad. Placing the notepad on his legs, he held it with his hand while the other one glided through the paper. 

"Somewhat like this." He spoke showing the woman the notepad. Her eyes grew wide, a smile was now plastered on her lips while her husband her her hand. She nodded continuously, looking at the paper again. Kibum smiled and nodded to himself. 

"Now, the tail as I said before won't be too long, meaning, it won't be too long that someone has to carry it for you, but it won't be short either as to someone not stepping on it," closing his notepad he looked over at the lady who seemed to be thinking about it, "Understand?" She nodded and smiled. 

"Kibum-shi, could I speak to you in private please?" Tall, well built, big eyes, beautifully chocolate like slicked to the side hair. Standing up he curtly smiled and guided with his hand to the long corridor of the house. Kibum stood up and followed behind him. 

"I assume you work with Mr. Kim?" GaYeon spoke with a smile on her face. Her hands coming to rest atop her long slim crossed legs. Speaking to the one across from her, she awaited her answer. 

Clearing his throat he smiled slightly, "Actually no, we are just...uh...friends," her rosy lips spread in a smile as she nodded. 

"I'm so glad Minho found him, I don't know what we would have done if he hadn't," her curled hair fell over her shoulders as her head tilted down in a sad smile, "Things like this, they have to be perfect you know," she spoke again with a smile. 

Jonghyun nodded. He knew, he also knew. Seconds later of a small silence, Kibum walked back into the living room, Minho following behind him. 

"Ms. Choi to be,  pleasure to meet you," Kibum smiled bowing down slightly, as so did she, "I will be expecting you at the boutique at 4," he continued. 

Giggling she took her husband's hands into hers again, "I will be there earlier if possible."

"Great," Smiling one last time he looked over at Jonghyun who was staring at them, "Thank you, so much," Minho said as he guided them to the door. "I'll be expecting you too," Kibum said as he and Jonghyun exited the house. 

"Ugh, finally~" Kibum groaned as he stretched his limbs, Jonghyun looked over at him with amusement written on his face, unlocking the car they both made their way inside of it. 

"Never would have guessed Minho was getting married," Jonghyun mumbled as he started the car. Catching his words, Kibum chuckled softly, "Hey, Jonghyun?"

"Yeah?"

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