flower scheme

au where jimin is helping set up for namjoon and jin’s wedding reception, repositioning flower arrangements (the color scheme is light blue and grey), setting place cards, rehearsing his speech, laughing when taehyung casually bosses the venue staff around. and he’s feeling good because his best friends are getting married in forty-eight hours and for the first time since jin asked him to be his best man, he isn’t stressed over the wedding until a voice behind him says “you helped decide on the colors, didn’t you? you love that light blue”

and jimin turns to see his ex-boyfriend yoongi standing there. the same yoongi that broke up with him over a year ago, the one that told him “I can’t do this anymore, jimin,” and “I love you—but right now it’s not enough,” the same one that jimin thought he was going to spend the rest of his life with. and the breakup left him feeling helpless and left in the dark, unable to sleep in his bed because for the time in two years, he was sleeping alone. jimin blamed himself for the breakup mostly, looking at the ways he drove yoongi out, wondering how he could’ve made the love yoongi felt like it was enough, and now here yoongi is, wearing slacks and a white button down, hair dark black instead of blond from the last time jimin saw him, expression soft, and all jimin can feel is disbelief and anger, “what are you doing here?” and yoongi just looks at him and says “namjoon’s best man had to show up sometime”

angsty wedding moments ensue (they keep running into each other despite how big the beach venue is, past issues get brought up, jimin gets a little too drunk during jin’s bachelor party and ends up fighting back tears when yoongi helps him into his hotel room, things escalate the night of the reception and they find each other on the beach, jimin straddling yoongis lap in the sand and kissing him until he feels dizzy, yoongi murmuring into jimins mouth “I’ve thought about you every day,” and “I’m so sorry,” and “loving you is enough. it’s always been enough”)

/wipes tear/ i love teenage zoldycks

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 Based off of #4 prompt found here

Shawn Master List found HERE

Again, this is short, don’t hate me. I don’t have any ideas to make these blurbs longer. I am trying. :) Xx 

Invitations, flowers, dresses, sizes, colours, locations, pictures, and so many questions that do not have answers, not to mention the China patterns or the foods.

To say the least, you are getting close to that line of going insane due to your wedding preparation. 

The living room is currently scattered with bridal pieces, magazines, flower arrangement schemes, pictures— half a seating chart is spread across your glass coffee table, and to say the least, you are submerged. There is so much to do.

You spread your fingers through your hair for the hundredth time this evening, your eyes gazing at the seating arrangement as you bite your lip, getting even more frustrated with every passing moment.

You look towards Shawn as he is perched in his chair, his attention focused on the movie playing and the phone in his hand, you let out a sigh to grasp his attention. 

He flickers his eyes towards you, waiting for you to speak.

You rub your forehead before letting out another heavy exhalation, “Do you want to help? Because I am seconds away from crying in self-pity.” You exaggerate, gesturing towards the mayhem around you. Without much thought he nods, getting off the couch, moving closer to you, waiting for you to give him guidance on what he needs to do.

You let out an exhalation, trying to think of the right request to ask of him, something that he wont be completely bored by. You have no idea what he would want to do, you doubt he gives a damn about the flower arrangements or what plates the food is served on at the reception. You stare at the mess of the wedding scattered around you, your eyebrows furrowing with frustration.

Your heart skips a beat as his hand reaches and moves one of the arrangments on the table, a hiss coming from your mouth, his eyes immediately glancing over at you.

“Did Did you just hiss at me?” He raises a brow, moving what he moved back to its original position where you had left it.

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Arranged Love Pt.9 | Jungkook

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 14.5 | Part 15 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Epilogue

Summary: Whatever happened to true love? To fairytale romance? Where was that magical spark, those lingering kisses, the butterflies in your stomach, the fireworks in your heart? Where was the romance and the honesty in a forced love? And, above all else, how did you and Jungkook even find yourself being forced into an arranged marriage simply for publicity?

Word Count: 4.074

Genre: Fluff/angst

A/N: wow yes hello feel free to hate me because I left part 8 on a tiny cliffhanger and then didn’t update for a good week or so but I had exams and stuff ): pLS FORGIVE ME <3

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