---- 2 months later ----

The make-up artist was perfecting my face with BB and CC Cream all over my face, as little as possible. Not really concentrating on the make-up artist, my phone rang, Baekhyun.

"How is my wife going?" A laughter was made by the background, making me chuckle. "Yahh! Taeyeon sister, your future husband is nervous to have with you!" A familiar voice shouted in a teasing way, that Chanyeol.

"Y-yahh! Get out!" Baekhyun scolded until a bang was heard over the other side of the line. "I'm sorry about that." He whispered.

"It's not your fault, just hold your manliness till honeymoon." I blushed, teasing him.

"Oh god! I couldn't wait for tonight..." He ily reply in a 'manliness' way.

"Anyways, how is your suit going? Your tie?"

"It's going good I shall say. The tie? Chanyeol helped me out."

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