"I love you," he whispered under his breath as the dark, mahogany doors were pulled open. The chapel was discreet and modest despite the lavish amount of money that had been spent on hiring it. The walls, chair covers, ribbons and curtains were all a matching, pristine white, and the polished wooden floor was littered with dark red petals, matching the ones of the rose pinned on Ravi's lapel.

He tugged on the sleeves of his ink black jacket nervously, trying to quell the sweat protruding from his palms as the few guests rose from their seats. His heart was thundering, the organ kicking into overdrive as his eyes darted skittishy to the wings either side of the alter. He knew there was music playing but couldn't hear a thing as he finally forced his gaze to shift to the man walking towards him. 

His suit was a perfect match to Ravi's, from the style of the jacket to the shade of the red rose pinned to it. His usually wavy, ebony hair had been combed, parted to the side and gelled up off his forehead, revealing his porcelain face and deep, feline eyes. Ravi felt his chest tighten. Leo. 

The corners of the man's small, plump lips quirked upward into a tiny smile and Ravi returned it falteringly. He gulped dryly and reached down to feel behind him, where plan B was resting firmly in his back pocket. He could do this... He could do this... He had to.

"Please, all be seated."

Ravi blinked as he was dragged out of his stupor, seeing Leo now stood in front of him. He stiffened and took both his hands in his, feeling them tremble slightly. He knew he was shaking too, he could feel it, but for a wholly different reason. 

Seeing Leo up close, as he was now, Ravi felt tears beginning to pool in his eyes. This man, this charming, alurring man in front of him whose chocolate brown orbs were dancing with excitement and body was tense with the fretfulness that hits anybody on a day like this, had absolutely no idea what was going to happen... What was always going to happen. He hadn't the faintest idea what had been planned, how much training had taken place; how many people had been involved. And the worst part? He hadn't even done anything wrong. 

"Dearly beloved," the vicar began, clearing his throat slightly "We are gathered here today to celebrate the wedding of Leo Richard Jung and Ravi James Kim. This is a sacred right. An ancient right. As Leo and Ravi prepare to join their lives, it is important to understand that everyone present has played a part in shaping their lives. And, will continue to play a vital role in their continuing future." 

Ravi tightened his grip on Leo's hands and the elder gave his fingers a reassuring squeeze in return, chuckling lightly.

"And thus, we are here not only to witness their vows to each other, but to bestow upon them our blessing. And, now the couple will read their vows."

Leo bit his lip and let go of his hands, turning to pick up one of the gold rings being held out on a small, velvet pillow by his young nephew. He flashed a bright smile and ruffled the boy's hair before strightening up and turning back to Ravi. He took the younger man's left hand gently and began to slide the band onto his finger. It felt so heavy, Ravi thought he was going to fall to his knees under the weight it posed. It was the weight of someting he did not derserve. 

He watched as Leo opened his mouth, ready to start his vows.

Don't. 

"On this day,"

Please.

"I give you my heart,"

No.

"My promise, that I will walk with you, hand in hand, wherever our journey leads us. Living, learning; loving together. Forever."

Oh, God. 

Ravi looked into the wings again behind Leo, seeing a shadow shift behind the silk curtain. He squeezed his eyes shut, biting his lip and ducking his head. I've been so stupid. 

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9 Months Earlier

"Are you sure this is will work?"

"Of course it will. Dude, the boss wants the heir to the Jung Empire dead, right? Revenge for his daddy screwing him over."

"Right..."

"And this is the best way to do it! You cosy up to him enough to get him to drop his guard and then BOOM!"

 "But what if Phase 1 fails? Hell, why not just do it there and then?"

"The boss wants a show. You know how he likes to play with them a little. And you, my y friend, are the perfect way to do so."

"This is insane. We're gonna be busted."

"We won't. Trust me. Seriously, the pretty boy doesn't even have bodyguards following him- he's practically asking for it."

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Ravi sighed heavily and looked around, leaning back on the wall. He should have gotten the signal by now. Growling, he shoved his hand in his pocket and dug out his pack of cigarettes. He slipped one in between his lips and got out his lighter, flicking the flint wheel rivet. Hyuk and his hairbrained schemes were going to be the death of him, he swore. But, the kid was right, they needed the money and screwing over the boss wasn't an option for either of them. He didn't know what Jung had done for the old man to want this heir dead; he just knew he had to get it done- by any means necessary. 

He looked up to see a tall man getting out of a black limousine just across the street. His hair cascaded round his pale face in short, black waves, the tips just brushing the frames of his large Ray Ban sunglasses. He wore what looked like a freshly pressed, blue dress shirt with cream cut-off trousers and held a large, black, leather clutch bag. Ravi scoffed and shook his head "Poser."

"You may go now, Ken. Come and pick me up at five o'clock sharp." The young man removed his sunglasses, placing them on the top of his head, before spinning on his heel and strutting off down the street. This was the guy he was supposed to get friendly with? Fat chance. This brat probably wouldn't even spit on the likes of him. He turned round and folded one of his arms over his chest, using the other hand to scratch his neck.

Suddenly, a loud yelp echoed through the air and the cigarette dropped out of his mouth, landing on the damp floor. He guessed that was the signal he had been waiting for. He didn't waste any time in breaking into a sprint, running across the road with his best, feigned look of concern. After all, he was just a decent law abiding citizen looking out for a man in trouble, right?

"Ah! Let go of me, you bastard!"

Ravi frowned as he rounded the corner into an alleyway between a couple of fast food joints, shocked to see the young man actually fighting against Hyuk, who was trying to pin his arms behind his back, gun held up to his victim's temple. Hyuk's face was covered with his black scarf and hood as Ravi approach, hands up and voice softened. "What's going on here?" He demanded. 

He watched as his partner kicked the young man in the back of the leg, forcing him to his knees and twisting his arm behind his back, earning a small gasp of pain. "Mr Leo Jung here was just about to hand all his valuables over, weren't you