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"What do you mean I can't bake my own cake?" Seokjin screamed as Jisoo held her hands kn a defensive position.

"I'm sorry, sir. I was tasked with the baking of the cake for the wedding."

"Surely you don't want to spend the morning of your wedding baking a cake, right, Jinnie?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

Jin flapped his arms in the air exasperatingly is that even a word? I'm so tired lmao and huffed. "Uh, yes! I would love to bake on the day of my wedding!"

I gave a small shake of my head, wrapping an arm around his broad shoulders as I guided him out of the kitchen. "How about we get you dressed for the big day, huh? Or you can hang out with Holly, or Mickey, or Tannie, hell, even Taehyung. I'm sure he'd love some Jinnie time!"

Jin sighed, nodding. "I haven't spent enough time with him with the wedding planning. I guess I should pay him a visit."

"Sounds like a good idea!" I smiled, patting my hyung on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Hobi! See you in a bit!" Jin cleared his throat and waved as I walked off.

As I peeked to wave to him again, I saw him sneaking back into the kitchen, making me sigh.

"I see you, Kim Seokjin!" I shouted, wagging a finger as I ran back towards the kitchen.

••••

Later that evening.

"Joon! You're married man!" Yoongi chuckled as he hugged the taller male.

Namjoon smiled, engulfing me in a hug before reaching for Jin's hand. "I am. I'm glad to know that all of our favorite people were able to congregate for our betrothal. We have such deep admiration for our beloved familial figures."

Taehyung giggled, spitting out his drink. "What the fuck? Are those even real words?"

We laughed as Namjoon released a breathy chuckle.

"Sorry," he rubbed the back of his neck. "It's a habit. Jin loves it when I use big words."

"How the hell do you understand him, Jinnie?" Jungkook questioned, raising an eyebrow as he went to take a sip of the champagne in his glass.

Jin smiled. "He's my Joonie-poo. I got used to it, and now it's just really sexy when he says super smart things." He kissed Namjoon's cheek. "Plus I do a lot of nodding."

"Joonie-poo?" Yoongi chuckled, eyeing Namjoon, whose face was bright red.

"Jin, I thought we said the 'Joonie-poo' stays at home."

Jin smirked, raising his glass, all of us doing the same. "Well, Joonie-poo, you are my home, so if you're with me, it's allowed. Plus, you just married me, and now you're stuck with me for life, so you can't stop me from saying it. If you try, I'll get very unhappy and I'll poison your food."

Namjoon's eyes widened as we clicked our glasses in a cheer.

I snickered as I took a sip. "So, Joon, should I even ask the question of who wears the pants in your marriage?"

Namjoon shook his head and refused to make eye contact.

"Bitch, I don't just wear the pants. I wear the whole ass pants suit, okay?"

We all laughed loudly at our hyung, even Namjoon, who then kissed his husband's temple.

And hours later, we still stood around, fresh glasses of champagne. The other guests were long gone, and our speech was quite slurred, but we stood and laughed, insulted one another, and celebrated our dear friends for their wedding.

And as a surprise, Jin even brought out a second cake, since we had eaten the wedding cake hours prior. Jin looked right at me with a smirk as he said, "I made it this afternoon."

And this is why I love these people I call my family. Despite me and Yoongi being the Kings of Auralia, these people we are surrounded by aren't our people. They aren't our servants. They're the only people in my life I have ever truly loved, and felt loved by in return. That's what makes them my true family.

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I'm gonna do it anyways, but still.

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