"This is outrageous!" The Queen of Felidae nearly shrieks.

Both Chanyeol and Baekhyun cower at her wrath, Chanyeol's ears flattening on his head while Baekhyun's wings twitch.

"No wedding of my son will be in black, white, and grey only!" She continues angrily, flinging the colour chart across the long table at them.

"Okay, okay!" Chanyeol says as she storms out.

"Um...is red okay?" Baekhyun asks Chanyeol, pointing to a shade of scarlet he is partial to. It's just as well, because they are the colour of the roses Chanyeol bring him.

Chanyeol nods in agreement, and they give the colour code to the wedding planner, who hand them another chart of flowers to pick.

"Roses," They both say simultaneously, and the wedding planner jots that down.

"Maybe your highnesses could choose a few more?" She says timidly.

"My mom's gone now, you can call us by our names, we don't mind," Chanyeol says gently, wincing when she flinches a little. After all, he's a big cat and she's just a little oriole.

"I think snowdrops look nice," Baekhyun lifts his head to smile at the girl, who relaxes instantly.

"I swear you have persuasion powers or something like that," Chanyeol mutters under his breath, before he ducks his head to look at the catalogue.

He settles on white sweetpeas, and Baekhyun smiles up at him, so Chanyeol leans down so Baekhyun can press the grin onto his lips.

The next time they plan, it is with Chanyeol's sister to organise the rest of the wedd