BONUS TRACK

INFINITE POSSIBILITIES

LIZ

One of the most important days for one of my best friends is slowly coming to an end.

Hannah was absolutely beautiful in her designer gown.

I may or may not have cried a little with her when she was reading her vows to her new husband.

Of course, I didn't have a hand to wipe the tears with since both were occupied holding the hands of the two on either side of me.

Kyung had taken pity and dabbed at them with a tissue for me.

Then we'd danced and danced at her reception until I thought my feet were going to fall off.

I'd returned the favor of the tears when I'd given my maid of honor speech and made her cry.

We had dinner and cake then danced even more.

Some with her but mostly my guys. It doesn't help there are eight of them to evenly spread my time with, but let's add on the fact that, hello, they're idols and love to dance anyway.

By the time we get back to our hotel, my shoes are in someone's hand and I'm riding on Jae-un's back without shame. As soon as we're in the room, I fall backwards onto the first bed available.

"Oh my god," I whine. "Remind me never to have a wedding like this."

"You don't want to get married?" Minsul asks from somewhere to my left.

With my eyes closed, I can only guess his location.

It makes me think of not being able to see him during other times too, because, yes, I found out that it was him who'd come in to ask Dav En a question and took advantage of the situation to see how much I actually liked the blindfolds.

I smile. "I didn't say that did I?"

"Good," Yoon Ji says, plopping down beside me and making me bounce on the bed. He places a hand on my stomach as he lies down next to me, propping himself up on his elbow. "Because you promised us a baby.”

All of his members filling the room around us groan. I don't, because in a universe full of infinite possibilities, somehow, I have found the eight that are mine.

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