Sarang’s fidgeting on the gold seat, her fingers playing with the ribbon around the bouquet she’s holding. It has been almost 2 months after her full recovery and the day where she’ll be getting married to Sehun again has finally come, making her feel more nervous than the first time they were married. Sarang purses her lips before she puffs her cheeks when she heard a gasp beside her, making her turn around and a nervous smile crept up on her face seeing Mrs. Oh looking at her, with her palms in front of . She looks as elegant as always in her blue and pink silky hanbok, with her hair neatly bunned with a pin.

“Sarang honey, you look so pretty!”

Sarang chuckles, muttering a thank you towards the older woman who’s fixing her veil while she keeps on saying how pretty her daughter-in-law is.

“No one would believe that you’re marrying my son for the second time and that you both have already had a son with you looking this beautiful!”

Sarang shakes her head, smile never leaving her face upon hearing Mrs. Oh’s words.

“Ah! Hajun! Where is he?”

Sarang almost forgot about her little son until Mrs. Oh mentioned it because she was too nervous to think about anything else aside from her wedding. Mrs. Oh laughs,

“He’s jumping around just now so Sehun hold him.”

Sarang laughs, knowing that her son has always been a very excited and cheerful boy, especially after knowing that Sarang will be getting married again to Sehun and that they will be living together. Mrs. Oh suddenly leans down and hugs Sarang, making Sarang blinks her eyes in confusion before she returns the hug,

“Thank you, Sarang. For accepting my son back, for forgiving me. I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you. I’m really sorry, Sarang.”

Sarang smiles, patting Mrs. Oh back,

“Aunty—“

“It’s mom now, honey.”

Sarang chuckles,

“Mom, you don’t have to keep on saying sorry. The past is the past. Let’s not talk about it again.”

Mrs. Oh hums, tightening their hugs until a sudden loud voice makes the both of them flinch as Mrs. Oh then pulls out of the hug, turning to look at the guy who just entered the room,

“Congratulations! You’re Mrs. Oh Sarang, once again!”

Baekhyun playfully shouts, popping a party popper right in front of Sarang making the girl yelps as Mrs. Oh clicks her tounge, seeing the few party poppers falling down over Sarang’s hair, veil and dress.

“Thank you, Byun Baekhyun. You should find your Mrs. Byun too.”

Baekhyun shrugs his shoulder,

“I’m not interested.”

Sarang scoffs, letting Mrs. Oh and the worker beside her to clean off the party poppers around her,

“Said the one who had three girlfriends at a time in university.”

Baekhyun’s eyes widen as he saw Mrs. Oh and the worker stop fixing Sarang’s veil and dress as the two turn to look at him with their eyes widen upon hearing Sarang spoiling the secret of him having three girlfriends at a time.

“That was—I was—“

“Yeah, yeah, I know Byun baek, you’re young and you just wanted to have fun.”

Sarang rolls her eyes as Baekhyun nods with a huge grin on his face. Mrs. Oh shakes her head and excuses herself as she pats Sarang’s shoulder after making sure that her daughter-in-law’s dress and veil are perfectly free from the party poppers. Baekhyun then looks up at the worker, politely asking her to leave only him and Sarang alone as the girl then bows, making her way out of the luxurious room. Baekhyun then takes the seat beside Sarang, smiling softly as he looks at her pretty bestfriend,

“I talked to Sehun just now.”

Sarang turns to look at Baekhyun, waiting for him to continue talking,

“I told him to not mess things up again and to not break your heart ever again or I’ll break that annoyingly handsome face of his.”

Sarang scoffs, shaking her head,

“He really loves you. He almost cried when he said how much he feels like he doesn’t deserve you but he wants you. He wants you all to himself, no matter how undeserving he feels like, to have you, he still wants you. I can see how much he really loves you and that’s assuring enough for me to watch you getting married again to him.”

Sarang sighs, looking down on her fingers as she plays with her hand bouquet,

“You two are really unstoppable isn’t it? It’s been 5 years, but look at the two of you now, getting married again, with your son running around the hall that Sehun had to carry him up to stop him.”

Sarang laughs, she can imagine how cute both her son and Sehun must look like that the two must’ve been having their own ‘men talks’ like they always did almost every night just to piss Sarang off. Baekhyun sighs, his hand moves to pat Sarang’s,

“You’re my bestfriend for eternity, Sarang and I only want you to be happy.”

“I’m happy now, Baek.”

“That’s what I want to hear.”

Sarang and Baekhyun burst out laughing until a cute voice makes Sarang scrunches her face, putting her hand bouquet down and opens her arms, watching her son running towards her,

“Mommy! Mommy’s so pretty!”

Hajun jumps in Sarang’s arms, making Sarang chuckles as she releases the hug and looks down on her son,

“Mommy…”

Hajun cutely said, grinning towards Sarang as he takes out a very familiar phone from his coat pocket,

“Can I take your pictures, please….”

Baekhyun laughs seeing how cute Hajun is now that he’s pouting, putting his pointy finger on his cheek as he looks up at his mother with Sehun’s phone in his hand.

“Does daddy knows that you take his phone, sweet corn?”

Hajun nods,

“Daddy asks me to take mommy’s pictures because daddy said daddy can’t wait to see mommy.”

Sarang’s eyes widen hearing Hajun’s cute confession as the little guy then gasps, covering his mouth with his palm knowing that he has just exposed his secret mission with his father.

“I wasn’t supposed to say that….”

Sarang turns to look at Baekhyun as the two then burst out laughing again. Baekhyun then stands up, taking Sarang’s hand bouquet into his hand and starts posing,

“Come on, Hajun. Let’s give your daddy a hard time and teach him to be patient.”

Hajun giggles, putting up Sehun’s phone up and starts taking Baekhyun’s pictures as Sarang laughs, watching Baekhyun doing all sort of feminine pose with her hand bouquet.

Sarang grips tightly on her father’s arm as they wait outside of the hall, with Hajun in front of them as the little guy said he wanted to his mother too that Sarang didn’t have a choice than to let Hajun walk along with her and her father.

“Sarang.”

Sarang hums, turning to look up at her father,

“Be really happy this time. Happy for a long long time. Don’t run away from us again. Don’t make—“

Mr. Yoon purses his lips, tears b in his eyes as he diverted his eyes away from his daughter. Sarang couldn’t help but tears up as well,

“Dad. I’m sorry, for causing so much trouble. For running away. I won’t do that again, I’ll live happily this time, for a long long time, for my whole life.”

Mr. Yoon nods, turning to look at Sarang who’s tears falling down her rosy cheeks,

“You deserve all the happiness in the world, Sarang. I don’t ever want to see you suffer again. This is the last chance I’m giving you and Sehun.”

Sarang smiles, nodding as she leans her head on her father’s shoulder,

“I love you, dad.”

“Dad loves you more. Your mom will be really happy knowing that her daughter is back to being happy again, with the guy she loves.”

Sarang wipes her tears,

“I miss mom..”

Mr. Yoon chuckles, patting Sarang’s hand that’s holding his arm as the workers signalled them that they’re going to open the door and it’s time for Sarang to walk in. Sarang lifts her head up from her father’s shoulder, heaving a sigh,

“Nervous?”

Sarang hums,

“Just hold tight.’

Sarang chuckles, turning to look up at her father, she remembers those words. It’s the same words her father said to her when she’s about to walk the altar for the first time, 6 years ago. And hearing him saying the words again, gives her the assurance she needed the most that she smiles, watching the door being opened and she could see Sehun standing afar, with a smile on his handsome face as he nods, watching Sarang making her way along the altar with Hajun cutely making his way first and the people inside couldn’t stop admiring Sarang’s beauty and her simp