"I want both of you to be in front of me during my wedding later," You clicked.
Jiho and Taejun nodded "Sure."
"And I'm excluded?" Myoungjae entered the bride's waiting room.
Jiho laughed "We thought you never come."
"Wrong," he shook his head. "I'm here."
"Since you're here, let's take our picture together~" Taejun grabbed Myoungjae.
Myoungjae avoid them and sat beside you on the sofa.
You turned to the other side "I don't remember inviting you."
"Dasom ah~" he pinched your cheeks. "Don't be like that~"
"Ya, you better stop doing that," Taejun laughed awkwardly.
"She's going to get married today," Jiho continued.
Myoungjae laughed "She didn't even love Jinyoung."
The phototgrapher bowed "Maybe I'll comeback later?"
"No. Stay here," you asked him.
"Come on, let's take a proper picture," Myoungjae put his arms on your side.
'Okay, on count to three. One...
Two...
....
Three.'
You widened your eyes when Myoungjae grabbed your waist and kissed you.
Taejun and Jiho pushed him away from you. "YA!"
"Are you crazy?!" Jiho puched his face.
Taejun grabbed his shirt "What are you thinking?!"
"Delete that photo," you pointed the photographer.
"Don't, let it be memory," Myoungjae laughed.
You stood up and punched Myoungjae's face "Get out before I kill you!"
"I won't stop loving you," he smirked and went out.
You facepalmed and sat on the sofa 'What am I doing? Today is my wedding day.'
"We shouldn't ask him to come," Taejun sighed.
Jiho sat beside you "We're sorry."

Jinyoung's POV

"Gosh," I laughed. "I thought you didn't invite him!"
Dasom crossed her arms "He's my friend okay?"
"But he loves you!" I shouted.
But then I realized, "Let's not fight on our first day."
"We always fight everytime we met," she mumbled.
I start to drove again and ignored her.

"Appa~!" Eunsol entered the car as soon we arrived in front of my parent's house.
Mom and dad peeked my window "You're going to the airport now right?"
"Yeah," I nodded.
"Are you sure to bring Eunsol? We can take care of her if you want to," mom smiled.
Eunsol jumped to my lap "No, I want to follow appa."
"Bothersome," Dasom said softly.
"It's not like you're going to spend time with me there," I stated.
Dasom turned to me "Who just said something about fighting on the first day just now?"
"Uh," mom and dad blinked.
"Appa, are you fighting?" Eunsol poked me.
I smiled to her "We were just 'discussing'."
"Yeah right," she rolled her eyes and turned to the window.

Dasom's POV

'This guy. It's not that it's my fault for making Myoungjae coming to the wedding ceremony. URGH. Luckily I didn't told him what happened that day.'
It's awkward sitting beside Eunsol in this airplane.
"Unnie, I mean omma," Eunsol poked me.
I breathe out and fake smiled "Wae?"
"Is that true you're my omma now?" she smiled.
"What kind of question is that?" I laughed.
Jinyoung stared at me "She's not making a joke. Why are you laughing?"
"She wasn't talking to you. So why do you care what my reaction to her is?" I crossed my arms.
"You look stupid," he turned to the window.
My jaw dropped as I heard him say that word 'WTH?'
'How am I going to enjoy my vacation here with this two babies?' I facepalmed.
"Wae?" Jinyoung smirked. "Regret going to france?"
"No," I shook my head. "I regret going with you."

Eunsol's POV

'Aish, omma and appa figths like a kid. They shouldn't act this way.'

Jinyoung's POV

Don't know why I feel hatred after I heard Myoungjae's name. How can he come on our wedding day? Why did Dasom invited him?
"Here's your luggage," I passed to Dasom as we went out from the airport.
Dasom sighed "I rather went here alone."
"Okay then," I nodded and walk pass her.
"Appa!" Eunsol hit my back.
I turned to her "Wae Eunsol ah?"
"I'm tired seeing both of you fight. Make up already!" She pouted.
Eunsol run to Dasom and grabbed her to me.
Dasom didn't even look at me.
Eusol pouted, grabbed my hand to hold Dasom's hand.
"There, this shall do," she smiled.