A/N: Okay brace yourself for long author's note. Wow it's been two years. This story means so much to me and I'm sorry I didn't do justice to it but thank you all so much for your love and support and I've finally managed to finish it, perhaps not as well as I would have liked to but I think this story is a graph of how I've grown as a person and a writer in the last two years. Special thanks to the Bun and Doll <3 You guys are the bessst. And to everyone who has read this story, subscribed or upvoted, thank you. I wouldn't have done it without you. 

The day of the wedding arrived far too early for everybody’s liking. It was supposed to be a small affair with only friends and family, but being one of the few openly gay celebrity couples and having world famous designers and supermodels put them in the spotlight even in New York.

The venue was thankfully just the balcony of Heechul and Geng’s penthouse, on the Upper East Side. The balcony was decorated with roses, orchids (and balloons for Taemin) and quaint little tables leading up to an alter where Jonghyun stood. It was to be a family only affair, with Siwon officiating the ceremony, Kyuhyun playing the piano, Jinki singing and Songdam in charge of photography. They had only ordered the cake from Seoul and Jonghyun had insisted that they ordered take-out for their wedding lunch.

“Are you nervous, darling?” whispered his mother, straightening his bowtie.

Jonghyun shook his head. “I don’t think I’ve been surer of anything else in my entire life.”

He looked at the tables where his family and friends were sitting. His noona talking to Kibum’s parents and grandmother; Minho fooling around with Changmin and Kyuhyun and Geng discussing something with Woohyun. It was almost time.

Jonghyun looked up when Kyuhyun played a lively tune on the piano. Taemin was carefully walkin