You closed your eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. As you opened your eyes again, the first thing you saw was Jimin.

He wore a black suit, a white rose in his pocket. He had black shoes and his brown hair was pushed back, making him look sexy yet adult.
He stood straight and his hands were folded in front of him. His jaw dropped as he saw you, then a big smile formed on his lips. His eyes lit up.

The guests stood up and looked at you. You smiled at him and took the first steps towards your future husband.

It didn't feel wrong but still it was a hard way to go.

The piano played, a slow yet beautiful melody. You knew Taehyung wrote this piece of music, which made it even more special to you.

Your father took your hand, smiling at you and giving your hand to Jimin.
"I'll hand my daughter over to you, Jimin. Take good care of her", said your father and returned to his seat.

Jimin nodded and then looked at you, his dark orbs scanning each detail.

His smile grew wider.

"You look so beautiful", he whispered and kissed your hand. You blushed and told him the same.

He never looked as handsome as in this very moment.

You already felt tears forming in the corners of your eyes.
As the ceremony started, your heartbeat fastened, pounding faster in your chest each second.

"Do you, Park Jimin, want to marry (y/n), love her in good as well as in bad times, taking care of her in health and sickness until only death seperates you?", asked the pastor and looked at Jimin.
He took the ring and then your right hand. He smiled and nodded.

"I do.", he stated clearly and put the ring on your finger. You smiled back at him, feeling tears of happiness burning in the corners of your eyes.

"So, now the bride. Do you, (y/n), want to marry Park Jimin, love him in good as well as in bad times, taking care of him in health and sickness until only death seperates you?", asked the man now you. Your hands shook as you took the ring, a symbol of eternity, and looked up to Jimin. He looked at you, pure hope and happiness reflected in his eyes. Your throat became sore, but still you said the next two words clearly.

"I do."

Then you put the ring on his finger and brushed with your fingers over his cheeks. You could see some tears forming in his eyes, begging to fall down, but he suppressed them as well as he could.

"This couple is now married. May god watch over them and give them peace. You may now kiss the bride", said the pastor and made a crucifix with his hands.

Jimin turned to you, smiling and leaning in. He kissed you and you felt like 100 butterflies were released in your stomach. You cupped his face and tilted it slightly, kissing him back and just letting the tears fall down. The audience clapped and cheered; the piano started playing again.

Everything was perfect.

The day.

The ceremony.

The promise.

The kiss.

The man.

Your man.