Chapter 17

 

The wedding began at three that Sunday afternoon in the Cathedral in the city five days later. Jaejoong demanded sooner but Tiffany had to arrange her moving back to Korea with the boys & it took time. Moreover, the twin’s were so excited & they didn’t want to go to school anymore. Jaejoong had been spoiling them crazily & made Tiffany crazy with mad. Whenever the boy’s asked for something from their father, Jaejoong always said, “Anything you want, my boys.” & the boy’s were shrieking in delight & started to make a list of their demands. Of course, she & Jaejoong had engaged in an argument over the night about this.

 

The last minute rush of the day had made Tiffany’s head swim. Her twin’s were suddenly sick in the early morning. Thank god they were alright now after Jaejoong called the best doctor in Korea to check on them. Jokingly, he said, “They are nervous, Fany. That’s why they got a light fever like their father now.”

 

She didn’t take it as a joke at the beginning. With a worried look, she looked at his face & put her hand on his forehead, “Are you having a fever, too? Oh god, why it is happening today?”

 

Grinning, Jaejoong took her hand softly, “No, I’m not having a fever, sweetheart. I’m just kidding.”

 

“Jaejoong Oppa. How could you make me more stressful than it was?”

“I’m sorry but I’m nervous. It’s true.”

 

‘He is nervous & so am I.’ She said to herself. She managed to swallow her uneasiness when she started up the aisle from the back of the church. The pews were filled from front to back & end to end & she had never been around so many people at once in her life outside of the university graduation ceremony in the auditorium.

 

The cathedral was a lush heaven of flowers in white & mirrored the white calla lilies bride’s bouquet with streaming white ribbons that she gripped tightly. The dress did incredible things for Tiffany’s s-line figure. It hugged her waist & skimmed over her curves in a most flattering way. Her hair was softly caught up with white roses & around her neck was the pearl necklace from Jaejoong.

 

Behind her promithi beautiful ribbon edge center cascade bridal veil, she smiled shyly as she walked down the aisle. Jaejoong stood waiting for her with the priest as she walked towards him with Mr. Kim. Through the veil, she noticed Jaejoong stood tall & elegant in his joseph & feiss cutaway black tuxedo. He looked gorgeous like his two son’s who were standing next to him as his little best men beside the real best man, Shim Changmin.

“Hey Minho, don’t stand too close with daddy. You made uncle Changmin stepped forward.” Minki whispered into his brother’s ear.

 

“I’m not. You are standing closer to daddy.”

 

“I’m not.”

 

“Yes, you are.”

 

“No, I’m not.”

 

Jaejoong took in a deep breath proudly as he heard their argument. He lowered his head slightly to whisper, “You two are doing great. Just concentrate on the wedding ceremony okay? & please keep quiet as this is a church. Remember what mommy always tells you?”

 

They nodded in silent, smiling at their father innocently.

 

Jaejoong was smiling when she lifted her head up to look at him. He winked playfully at her. Her heart felt the relief & blissful. When she reached him & he took her hand.

 

They were marrying in love, for better & worse, in sickness & in health, till death do them apart. Tiffany wiped her tears away by the love pledge in the vows Jaejoong had repeat from the priest. She was smiling stunningly when he placed the platinum ring with diamond on her finger.

 

“This is the proof of my love for you, Fany. Please wear this until the day you die.” He whispered softly into her ear only.

 

She nodded, biting her light red lips together to hold back her emotion. She stared down at the ring. He slipped in onto her finger while she held her breath. It fit as if had been meant to be, “Thank you, Oppa. I do & will do. I hope you will do the same.”

 

She slipped in the white tungsten comfort-fit ring onto his wedding finger.

 

His gaze met Tiffany’s, “This ring meant love, promises & everything wonderful that we had always wanted & hoped. I do, Fany, with all my heart.”

 

Her eyes were filled with tears. Her gaze never left his.

 

“You may now kiss the bride, Kim Jaejoong!” The priest announced loudly.

 

Keeping his dazzling smile on his face, Jaejoong released her hands to gently lift her veil. The movement sent a blush over her cheeks & she felt her heart beating faster than ever. He took her hands again, to lean towards her for a light kiss on the lips, ‘I would remember this moment until my dying day.’ He vowed. He would love this lovely woman as no man had ever loved before.

 

“I love you forever, my wife.” He whispered into her ear.

 

Tiffany looked at him. Her heart swelled. She nodded with tears flowing down on her cheeks. She was speechless as happy tears choked , “I love you, too, Oppa.” Then she hugged Jaejoong for dear life, vowing that whatever happened in their future, she would never, never hurt & leave this wonderful man in her life again. She, Jaejoong & the twin’s were all going to live happily ever after.

 

“Ladies & gentlemen, please welcome Mr & Mrs. Kim Jaejoong.”

 

The audiences clapped their hands loudly to congratulate them. Jaejoong & Tiffany bowed to show their respect & gratefulness. The rest of the moments in the church went quickly as they walked down the aisle together after the photographer took their wedding pictures.

 

“Boys, will you stop playing for a second?” Tiffany glanced at her son’s as they ran around the altar, chasing each other.

 

“Mommy, Minki is chasing me.”

 

“I’m not. You are chasing me first.”

 

& both of them were giggling happily when they saw their father’s comical expression to stop them