The night before the wedding... ft. Aaron Ekblad and Jake Virtanen (790+ words)

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"Is Dylan texting you again, Y/N?" B/F/N joked while I rolled my eyes. 

"Yes, he was...Because Aaron just texted me that he caught Dylan texting Y/N." Priya chuckled, putting her phone away and continued to paint her nails. 

"You guys do realize that they're right next door, right?" I giggled as I continued to read "Fangirl". 

As I was speaking, I heard a knock at the door, causing me to get up and walk to the door. Opening it, I found my fiancé, Dylan standing outside with his car key in hand. 

"Dylan, you know we're not supposed to see each other, right?" I whispered, looking at him in surprise. 

"You know me, Y/N. I can't go a day without you..." Dylan pouted his lips out resembling a puppy or Artemi Panarin. 

"What's the key for?" I pointed at the keys in his hand. 

"Oh, we're going out for dinner..." 

"Oh really? Where exactly are we going?" 

"I was thinking Buffalo Wild Wings?" 

"Geez, how romantic." 

"That's where we had our first date if you forgot..." 

"I was being sarcastic, Dyl..." 

"Oh. Well, come on!" 

(Jake's POV)

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"Hey, Aaron?" 

"Yeah, Jake?" 

"Dylan's been gone for an awfully long time...Where did he say he was going?" 

"Uhh, he told me he was going to Target to get some more food..." 

"Should we go over next door and ask the girls if they saw him?" 

"Let's go." 

And just like that, we put on our shoes and things and walked over to the room where the girls were staying. I knocked on the door and I heard a voice saying, "Coming!" 

We stood patiently outside for a few seconds and we saw Y/N and Priya holding their hands out in a weird position. 

"Why are you guys holding out your hands like a T-Rex?" Aaron tried to keep his laughter in but I just straight out burst into laughter. 

"We were painting our nails, thank you very much... Anyways, why are you guys over here?" B/F/N looked confused, looking at me while Priya looked at Aaron. 

"We can't find Dylan..." Aaron straight out said it while I face-palmed myself. 

"That's strange because we can't find Y/N..." Priya gulped nervously until we looked at each other in realization. 

"Do you know where they might've gone?" Aaron looked at them before I groaned.

"Let's check Target and if not, we'll try again..." I let the girls get ready since they were in their sweats and we went back to our room to get changed.

(Dylan's POV)

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"I'm so glad I got to see you again, Y/N." I bit into my Buffalo wings and she chuckled. 

"Tell that to me when you don't have Buffalo sauce all over your mouth." She grabbed a napkin and started to wipe my mouth. 

"Oh, thank you." I sheepishly blushed and she giggled, shaking your head. 

"Can you believe it? By this time tomorrow, we'll be Mr. and Mrs. Dylan Larkin." She sighed, resting her hands on the table and I took them into my hands, giving them a tight yet gentle squeeze. 

"I can't believe it... Have I told you how much I love you?" 

"Everyday since we were both 14, Dylan..." 

"Wow, we've been together since freshman year in high school." 

"I know, 5 almost 6 years together..." 

(Aaron's POV)

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"Ok, we now know that they're not in Target..." Jake blushed and we glared at him. 

"You think? You almost got us kicked out because you were screaming his name down the aisles." I groaned, banging my head against the steering wheel. 

"Wait a minute... I know where they might be..." Priya nodded her head, typing up an address onto the GPS. 

"Is that an address for Buffalo Wild Wings?" B/F/N looked at the GPS and she nodded her head. "Oh that's right, that's where they had their first date...." 

"Well, let's floor it, Ekblad!" I heard Jake shout.

"Hold onto your horses, Virtanen!" I yelled back to him. 

(Your POV)

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Dylan and I were watching the Carolina-Montréal game on the TV they had when we saw a few faces come towards our table. 

"Found them!" I heard Aaron and Jake shout to B/F/N and Priya and they came over. 

"We knew you'd be here." Priya panted as she caught up with her breathing. 

"What do you mean?" I looked at them a little confused. 

"Well, Mr. Larkin here told us he was going to Target..." Jake blushed and I groaned. 

"He wanted to see me one more time before tomorrow. He was feeling a little nervous..." 

"Dude, you could've told us and not send us on a wild-goose chase!" 

"Sorry... Anyways, do you guys want to stay?" 

"Definitely, I heard their hot wings were good..."