As he entered the room, Jaejoong found his flatmate and best friend in a state of shock watching blankly the television's screen.

“Hyewon, what happened? Are you okay?” He asked, worried to find her in such condition, so silent, while she usually was so cheerful and talkative.

“I...” she looked up at him and blinked, as if she barely realized that what she was saying was true. “I’m getting married!”

“Uh?”

Jaejoong looked back at her in disbelief until he finally understood what she said and grinned like an idiot. She smiled back at him and he rushed to hug her.

“Congratulation! I truly wish you the best!”

“Thank you” she whispered almost shyly.

“I know Yunho will make you happy”

*o0*°*0o*

“could put this a bit higher... a bit more.. stop! This is perfect!”

Looking at the purple banner with both bride and groom's names upon two lovely wedding bells, Jaejoong nodded, satisfied.

“Wow, this is very... purple.” A voice said doubtfully behind him.

“I like purple.” he answered, suppressing a pout.

“I can notice.”

Jaejoong glanced at the handsome tall man in his dark tuxedo. He was young yet seemed pretty confident of himself as he looked around Jaejoong's work.

“I'm sorry, you are?”

The man smirked but he didn't answer.

*o0*°*0o*

“Where's Yunho?” A young man named Yoochun asked.

“Getting ready, I guess.” The tall handsome man said.

“What?!” Jaejoong exclaimed. Aren't you Yunho?”

[...]

“Then why did you make me change the decoration??!”

“I don't like purple” Changmin simply answered, his smirk still visible thought.