Wedding Bells - Suho (Exo)

Request: When Suho and you are both preparing for your wedding. 

Weddings were supposed to be the happiest day of your life, right?

Right.

Or at least thats how everyone else described it, no one told you that actual planning of the wedding was going to be this stressful.

It was just one day, yet there was so many things to be done.  The venue, the guests list, the flowers, the decorations, the food, the drinks, the cake, the outfits, the rings.. You had lost count of the endless list of things that needed to be done. 

You had your friends, your family and your soon to be husband to help and support you, yet ultimately it was your job to get things organised. 

Wasn’t there people you could hire to do this all for you? Oh right, there was; a wedding planner.

You had briefly considering hiring one to do it all for you, yet the idea of a stranger organising one of the most memorable days in your life seemed just too impersonal for you. How would they know what you liked and didn’t like? How would they know what Joonmyun wanted and didn’t want? How would they pick the best colour schemes and best materials and the best flavours and everything..

You just couldn’t let a stranger do it all for you. Therefore that left you to do it yourself. 

Glancing at the never ending list of things to do, you were wavering on the decision on doing it yourself. 

"What about this one, ______-ah?" you heard your soon to be husband Joonmyun question.

Looking up you found him holding a frosting covered fork in one hand and a plate in the other. The pair of you were sampling wedding cakes, with the one Joonmyun currently scoffing being the 14th one so far. You had given up after the 8th, your stomach doing somersaults from the other whelming sweetness. That left Joonmyun do the tasting, who was more than happy to comply.

You squinted your eyes slightly as you read the pamphlet that the shop owner had given you. It listed over 50 different flavours with a variety of different images to go with them. From plain white cakes with delicate decorations to extravagant multi coloured cakes that almost jumped off of the paper.

Traditionally you would have gone with the plain white and called it a day, however you had ordered the full set to sample to see which one the pair of you could agree on. Afterall, it was Joonmyun’s wedding just as much as it was yours, he had to have some say in it.

"Raspberry and cherry frosting? Are you sure our guests will be able to stomach something so sweet, Joonmyun?" you raised an eyebrow, looking up from the pamphlet in your hand. 

You would admit out of the pair of you, Joonmyun had the sweeter tooth, however that didn’t mean you didn’t enjoy sweet things. You did, occasionally and in moderation. 

"It’s not that sweet" he mumbled back, taking another fork full of cake and stuffing it in his mouth. You couldn’t help but smile lightly at the look of joy on his face as he did, so similar to that of a child. 

You swiped a finger through the plate in Joonmyun’s hand, gathering up some of the frosting before popping it into your mouth. You let your tongue roll it around for a few seconds, deciphering the taste before immediately scrunching up your face tightly. 

Not sweet?! It practically made you want to spit. Your taste buds were fit to burst from the overwhelming sweetness from it. Your teeth ached from the probable cavities you would get from it. How many calories were even in this? You were glad that you had left the later hard of the cake tasting to Joonmyun or you wasn’t sure you’d even fit in your dress by your wedding day. 

You rolled your tongue about in your mouth a few times, trying to rid it of the taste before turning your attention back to Joonmyun who was contently finishing off the last of the frosting. 

"Not that sweet? Joonmyun this could our guests diabetes!" you chirped, earning a muffled chuckle from the other.

Okay, so maybe you were exaggerating a little, but it was extremely sweet. You had no idea how Joonmyun could stomach something so sweet without even a batter of an eyelid. Your mouth had almost exploded - and that was just the frosting, you hadn’t even tasted the cake. You wasn’t sure you would be able to handle it if you did. 

You watched as Joonmyun placed the now empty plate and fork on the countertop, looking over your shoulder at the cake pamphlet in your hand. 

"What about this one then?" he hummed, pointing to a small picture towards the top of the page. You followed his finger, seeing the small illustration underneath. 

No. 4. Peaches, strawberries and cream frosting. You had actually tried this one. 

You held the inside of your lip lightly between your teeth in thought.

You could remember the taste, it wasn’t too sweet nor was it too plain. The peaches were the base flavour, the strawberry giving it just a pitch of a sweetness and the vanilla cream frosting to top it off. The cake externally itself was a light shade, close to white yet had a subtle orangey-pink tone to it, completed with blanc white accents. It was simple yet with subtle prettiness. 

You wasn’t sure why you hadn’t even decided on it before hand. Perhaps with Joonmyun scoffing all your cake samples you had been distracted. You had been more than happy to let him do so afterall. Nethertheless, this one was the best. 

"It’s perfect" you gushed slightly, a wide smile spreading across your face which Joonmyun mirrored. 

"Maybe, but not as perfect as you ______-ah" he chimed, pressing a light kiss to your temple. 

You couldn’t help but let out a giggle and blush slightly at his comment. You were still getting used to the idea that you would soon be married to his cheesy fool, the love of your life, Joonmyun. You could still remember all of your firsts together in excruciating detail. Your first meeting, your first date, your first kiss, your first … ahem. Well, your first everything. 

Still, when you thought that you would soon be Mrs Kim Joonmyun, you practically went giddy at the thought. 

"Yah, has all that sugar gone to your head, Joonmyun?!" you playfully retorted, gathering up what was left of the frosting across the cake platter and dabbing it on his nose.