.. the wedding will be held at.       (Bold - Bias)   (Italic - You)       Today marks the day the both of you are starting to plan your wedding. Both of you are in the living room with dozen of wedding magazines open in different pages. Laptop browser at a wedding planner website. So far, it's been good. Setting the date when the weather should be nice and everyone seems to be free. Location wise? That's where the problem is. You were raised in a religious family and wanted a traditional church wedding. On the other hand, your boyfriend wanted something different.      "Jagi-yah, how about a beach wedding?"     "Hm~ not too bad. But sound a bit complicated"     "How so?"     "The weather, guests, our outfits and many more"     "What about them? We'll compromise"     "I know that but.. The weather will be unpredictable. Beach wedding? What if it's high tide? Our guests might feel uncomfortable standing on sand. My dress will be dirty. The wind might blow off our decorations. There's a lot-"     "Okay.. Okay.. I get it.."     He sulked and retreated to the kitchen and got something to drink. Feeling guilty, you followed him and gave him a back hug.     "I'm sorry Oppa.."     "It's fine."     "No, it's not. I completely shut down your idea without asking why you wanted it. I feel like I'm a bride-zilla"     "No you're not. You just want our day to be perfect."     "But its OUR day. Not just mine. If we have these kinds