#bc i like stray kids han and it also reads like honey which is his color

[dreamyeyes26]

Look at my tennis watching friend yesterday when i watched the highlights of what i missed🧿

[marveloussupernerd]

It’s Good Luck - Jumin Han

This is the last part (maybe? Idk) of my Jumin wedding series bc all of a sudden I have baby fever and want to write a pregnant series oop. In fact, I had to FORCE myself to write this ceremony. I might write a reception chapter later, who knows. Reminder: this is part of a mini-series but everything can be read and interpreted as one shots if you’re like me and dislike series haha also idk if this even makes sense but I hope you maybe like it?

Summary: they say rain on your wedding day is good luck. Jumin takes that to a new level and proposes you go outside in the rain before you’re due at the reception.

You had returned to your dressing room, watching as the men in the sharp suits carried your flowers and chairs from the tent outside to the building. Why did it have to rain? Sure, they said it was good luck, and you didn’t truly care so long as you were marrying Jumin, but you had looked forward to the outdoor wedding. You had planned for an outdoor wedding, not one inside.

“Don’t worry about it,” your wedding planner comforted you, noticing your mournful expression as you looked at the heavy raindrops running down the window, “We’re going to do everything in our power to bring the outdoors in. Do you want to give it a look-over before we start everything?”

Honestly? It would make you feel better. You nodded, standing up and straightening out your wedding dress. You followed behind her, taking the back way to avoid any guests, and made your way into their indoor venue.

They did a really good job for such a short amount of time. The wall of flowers was up behind the altar, large flower arrangements were set by each row of seats, and gigantic mounds of flowers lined each side of the aisle. It was pretty. Yes, outside would have been ideal, but whatever. This was lovely as well!

“Is it to your liking?” The wedding planner asked, nervously toying with her watch.

You nodded. “It’s very nice. Would it be possible, maybe, to get a different color table cover for the altar? The cream worked well for the outdoors but now it’s a little too... casual.” You had learned a thing or two from planning the RFA parties after all.

“Would you prefer white then?”

“How about an antique white? You cringed internally; you sounded so uptight. But you knew antique white would look best with the color tones of the room. “Oh! If you don’t have it just normal white will do as well.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll get it set up right now. Any other changes you’d like to make?”

“Is there any way to dim the lights? They’re a little bright... it’s giving me a hospital feel.” You added awkwardly. Your wedding planner walked over to a panel and immediately dimmed the lights. “Perfect. It’s lovely. Thank you for doing all this,” you turned to her, smiling.

“If that’s all you need, I’ll get somebody to switch out the cloth and then we can start seating guests,” she offered. You smiled and nodded.

When you arrived at your room you were greeted with even more surprises: this time there was a masseuse, table set up and everything. “Hi, are you MC? Mr. Han called for me,” she greeted, holding out a hand for you to shake, which you took.

“Oh! What a nice surprise.”

“Yes, he said it was quite urgent. I understand this all must be pretty stressful. My wedding got rained out too, but the good thing is my husband and I have been married for over thirty years now.” The lady seemed very warm; her presence was comforting. You allowed yourself to sit down on the edge of her table.

“I’m not sure how much time we have, but would you mind doing my shoulders and back? I’ve got a lot of tension in there from everything going on.” You still felt awkward being accomadated so well, but it was something you had to get used to, especially because you were marrying Jumin.

“Of course,” you felt her push your veil to the side, fingers gently working around your upper back. “You weren’t kidding: you are tense. Did you have trouble sleeping last night?”

You let out a laugh. “That tradition that the groom can’t see the bride on the wedding day. I’ve been sleeping next to my fiancée for months now. It was hard not to, and the pre-wedding jitters didn’t help.”

“Well,” she commented, her hands hitting a knot by your shoulders and gently trying to work it out. “I can tell it’ll all be worth it. He seems like a very nice man, and he definitely cares about you.”

“Yes, I’m not sure how many other brides get masseuses in minutes before their wedding,” you joked, a fond smile on your face. A knock at the door. The wedding planner peeked in. “You’ve got about five minutes until it’s go time.”

You thanked the lady and went to take your spot, waiting for your entrance. As you heard the bridal march start playing, you anxiously stepped into the room, heavy bouquet in hand. The antique white looked quite nice, you thought to yourself. It was a good choice. In front of the tablecloth though.

How could he possibly be even more handsome than usual? Maybe it was the light gray suit, a stark contrast to his typical black attire. Maybe it was the glisten in his eyes as they watered with tears. Maybe it was the smile that he couldn’t hide- no, he didn’t want to hide. Walking to him felt like running a marathon; it took forever.

Finally your hands were in his. Him mouthing how beautiful you looked, wiping away a stray tear that leaked down his cheek. You didn’t realize you had such a death grip on his hands until he started gently running his thumb over your hands, easing the tension.

“You and me only, remember?” He whispered softly. You wanted to hug him. No, that would be weird. The priest was quite literally in the middle of his speech. You but your lip and looked down at your shoes.

A hand on your cheek brought your attention up. Was this allowed? Why did you never go through this wedding etiquette?

The words spoken were a blur. Jumin recited his vows perfectly, not straying from the traditional vows. The two of you had agreed that you would rather share those thoughts, those emotions, in private. You stumbled over the words when it was your turn. For richer or for poorer? Not only was the statement comical considering the Hans’ wealth, but why was it so hard to say? Jumin’s lips quirked into a smile upon hearing you fumble, and it made you feel better to see him smile like that.

Finally, finally the moment had come. “You may now kiss the bride.” Swept up in the moment, Jumin pulled you close in one swift motion for a kiss. You had agreed to keep it chaste and sweet, but he hadn’t seemed to remember that part of it!!!!! You pulled away before it got too PG-13, planting a kiss on his cheek and promising him more later.

“How soon is later?” He asked, pouting for what was likely one of the first times in his life. “I just want to embrace my wife. We still have a reception after this?” He groaned.

“You’re so needy today Honey,” you teased, the two of you sharing your own moment at the front of the room while the guests filed out.

“We don’t have to do anything. It’s just... I had trouble sleeping last night without you. You can’t blame a man for wanting to hold his wife in his arms and never let go.” He flushed, rubbing the back of his neck.

The guests had finally filed out and it was your turn to leave, greeting them at the exit. “I’ve noticed you saying wife a lot,” you teased, holding his hand tight, your cathedral-length veil wrapped around his free arm so that you wouldn’t trip or get caught up by it.

“Well, I like it.” It was such a simple statement, but it made your heart race. The two of you finished thanking your guests, and it was time for the cocktail hour to start. You and Jumin had planned about ten minutes together without a photographer or anything just so you could take in the events of the day and reflect together. You had been looking forward to it for hours.

“You know all those things you vowed to me?” You asked, staring out the window as he helped you remove your veil. The rain hadn’t slowed; it was wise of you to move it inside.

“Sickness and health, better or worse, rich or poor, those things?” He listed them off as if they were so simple. It made you laugh.

“How about in grace and in stupidity?”

He plopped your veil down on a bench. “What? My love you’re not stu-“

“You wanna go out into the rain with me? It’ll be fun... and we have about eight minutes after to dry off before pictures,” you proposed. It was an AWFUL idea. It was pouring. You had your hair and makeup done. This dress was designer.

“Truly?” He asked, looking skeptically.

“Yeah in retrospect it’s a bad idea. I don’t know, I thought it was good luck or something.”

Out of nowhere, he swept you into his arms, barreling towards the exit to the building. “Jumin!” You shrieked. “I take it back! I said it was a bad idea!”

“But it’s good luck,” he shouted as he swung open the door, trying to be heard over the rain. He looked cautiously at the puddles forming on the sidewalks, then took a deep breath. “In grace and in stupidity?”

“Of course, my husband.”

It was out of a movie. The dramatic kiss in the rain. All the passion Jumin had wanted to put into your kiss when you were standing in front of all your family and friends. The rain dribbling down your back. It made you squeal. He couldn’t stop laughing. He held his hand above your head, attempting to shield your makeup from the rain. It didn’t help.

What felt like eons later, he carried you back inside, setting you on a bench. He tried to keep a serious face, but burst out laughing. You had never heard him laugh so hard.

“Honey? Why are you laughing? Is it my makeup? Jumin!” Nothing could get his attention.

“We may need more than just eight minutes to dry off,” he chuckled, pushing back soaked strands of hair that were hanging on his face. “I’ll call Assistant Kang and let her know.”

“Was it worth it though?” You asked, trying to wipe your face (and failing).

“Oh absolutely,” he pulled you close to him. “I feel luckier already.”

[leggomylino]

Hi hi~ I was tagged by @love-and-live-for-skz <3 Rules: Answer 21 questions and tag 21 people (I’ll be tagging mutuals and random followers after when and if I run out lol)

1. Nickname: I have a handful: Celi, Cece, Ce, Cecily, Spaghetti, Sunshine, Sunny, Sun, Fairy Queen, Panda Queen, White Queen (from Alice in Wonderland; one girl in high school used to call me Genevieve bc she could never remember my name and she was like “you’re so innocent and nice and look like her”), Angel, Mom...that’s all I can think of off the top of my head. 

2. Zodiac sign: Aries! 

3. Height: I’m about 5′2 1/2 to 5′3 if I stand as straight and tall as I can 😂 that’s roughly 160 cm--

4. Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff!! x3

5. Last thing googled: Messletters emojis I could use for this post since I’m on my laptop teehee 💕

6. Favorite artists: I HAVE SO MANY: Adib Sin, BTS, Chung Ha, Golden Child, Lindsey Stirling, Mayday Parade, NCT 127, NCT DREAM, Of Monsters and Men, Okdal, Owl City, Paramore, Priscilla Ahn, Ruth B., State Champs, Stray Kids, Tauren Wells, Tori Kelly, Twenty One Pilots, and Waterparks

7. Song stuck in you head: Questions by Stray Kids 🎶 (every time Felix goes “What the...?” I giggle oops)

8. Favorite time of day: I’d have to say evening, between 9 and 12 am. I close my curtains and turn on my salt lamp and watch YT with a cup of tea, or read a book. It’s very relaxing and the world just seems...still and peaceful. 🕊

9. Favorite Color: Pastels and soft, earthy, natural tones 🌼🎨

10. Following: 68

11. Followers: 151 ✨ I’m really grateful and I love all of you guys! 😭❤️

12. Do I get asks: Not often, I’m hoping more of y’all will come to me for anything, even if it’s just to start a meme war or tell me about your day, what’s on your mind, etc. 🌸

13. Amount of sleep: I’m a night owl but I also sleep late so...I usually get around 8 to 12 hours. It still ain’t enough tho lol 🤷

14. Favorite number: 3 -> 7 -> 24 -> 97 (all b-day related numbers 😅)

15. Why is there no number fifteen: Umm I didn’t get this question at first but once I did the answer must be that it is either Han Jisung or Haechan’s fault 🤷☕️

16. Dream job: Either to be a writer/editor for a novel publishing company or to work on a script with a small group of people for a video game company like Square Enix or Game Freak

17. Instruments: Okay so I tried playing the clarinet in junior high for a year, but my band teacher and I didn’t get along, so I quit to continue pursuing choir which was my musical strong suit. I bought myself a violin bc I’d always wanted to learn how to play since I was a little girl?? But I can barely screech out Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and that’s it oops. I’d also wanted to learn how to play guitar and piano but those ambitions also died out ^^” I can kind of punch out small basic melodies on the piano/keyboard after finding the notes and that’s all sadly. But I have experience reading sheet music from six years of choir so...I guess bottom line I’d have to say my voice? But I’m not a professional or anything lmao 

18. Language: English primarily...I know some American Sign Language from high school and a semester of college but I’m not fluent because I rarely get a chance to use it. So I can hold a basic conversation or maybe describe something and that’s it. I’m currently trying to learn Korean because I find the culture and history very interesting, and I’d like to visit someday c: I’m doing okay for studying on my own but it would definitely help if I had people to practice with, so if anyone here knows Korean or is learning as well, hmu and we can study together! 🤗🌟

19. Favorite songs: Oof this is a tough one...I’ll try narrowing it down to a few tho: Last Call by Adib Sin, Awake by BTS, DamDaDi by Golcha, With Me by Golcha, Crush by Golcha, Narrow by Mayday Parade, Paper Plane by NCT 127, almost everything by NCT DREAM, Sloom by OMAM, Honey and the Bee by Owl City, Back Home by Owl City & Jake Owen, almost every song Paramore has ever done bc I can’t choose I just adore Hayley Williams, Dandelions by Ruth B., Soak Up the Sun by Sheryl Crow, Mixtapes # 1-3 by Stray Kids, Awkward Silence by Stray Kids, Known by Tauren Wells, Tear In My Heart by TOP, Holding On To You by TOP, Stupid for You by Waterparks, Royal by Waterparks, We Need to Talk by Waterparks

20. A random fact: Umm I’m super clumsy and gravitate into everything, yet other times I have the skills of a ninja?? I’m a paradox smh 

21. Aesthetic: One of my closest friends Kumi describes it as “soft anime uwu girl” -> pastels, soft earth tones, warm spearmint tea or hot chocolate, a library of books and romcom novels, Shakespearean plays, plushies, long loose/baggy sweaters and hoodies, leggings, sometimes overalls and turtlenecks, ballet flats or slip on shoes, converse, low pigtails, maybe the occasional bun, or braids, chill acoustics and downtempo r&b, walks on the beach or in the park, daydreaming, rpg games, card games, nerd culture, cute semi-girly gag manga (Sleepy Princess in the Demon Castle is my FAV lol), fanfiction, butterfly knife tricks, being a meme 24/7, shopping, baking, dancing in the kitchen (and probably hurting myself), insisting I’m fine and then crying about it for about five minutes, getting over it and flaming myself, hmm...that’s all I can think of at the moment 💖

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