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To: Choi Beomgyu
From: Choi Sean
Dear Beomgyu,
Yeonjun’s throwing a tantrum again, but I am sure this is only because Soobin refused to give him attention and opted to answer to the townsfolk instead of cuddling him…
Anyway, Yeonjun and Namjoon were supposed to write and send out wedding invitations. But Yeonjun was being a “whiny baby (Soobin’s choice of words)” and refused to draft invitations if his own finance refused to hug him.
They haven’t changed, even if they thought they had.
So, guess what Namjoon did? He tasked me to write the invitations.
But me being me, I refuse to write actual invites because this is Yeonjun’s job NOT MINE! KAI DID NOT GRANT ME LITERACY JUST TO DO THIS TABLE WORK! So yes, I am sitting at the table in front of Namjoon right now and pretending to write. Just so that Namjoon wouldn’t throw me out because…
He doesn’t quite believe that I was in fact Soobin’s furry dog. It wasn’t my fault Kai made me handsome and too cute for this world. So we played it off as just me having the same name as Soobin’s deceased dog. (Is faking death a trend here in Cerulae?)
Anyway, I’m babbling. I don’t really have anyone else to write to, so I do hope this letter reaches you. You’re obviously invited to the wedding too. (y’know… if these two sort out the petty lover’s quarrel.)
I’m looking forward to your reply, or better yet-- just please come here and shake some sense into Yeonjun. He can’t keep barging in the throne room just to smother Soobin with kisses… and the guards are too chicken to pull Yeonjun away. IT’S GETTING OUT OF HAND.
Please help.
See you soon, Beom.
Sincerely,
Sean