Friday comes in with fresh scent of flowers and basil as people from the mansion run along the corridors to try and finish the decorations as fast as possible.

Primo arrives from his last mission at their secret business and immediately goes to his room to sleep. Aiden is sleeping with Daime when he arrives so the oldest of the bunch just goes to his room to sleep.

Daime wakes up a bit later and quickly wakes up Aiden so he can get ready before Grandmama tasks him to be a slave for tomorrow.

Aiden groans when he feels as if someone is shaking him, making his swats away the person. Daime catches his arms and yanks him to wake up.

Aiden yelps at the sudden force that draws him to wake up from his deep slumber. He is about to scream at the man when he suddenly sees Daime with his disheveled looking face with his hair pointing at every direction as possible.

"Good morning, baby. I know that you still want to sleep but that is not possible. We need to go, like right now."

Aiden shakes his head and yanks his arm away from Daime but the younger male is not letting him go.

"Baby, its Friday. We need to start the day."

Aiden stops from yanking his arm and looks at Daime with his eyes wide open. Daime only nods at him as a confirmation and Aiden starts to scramble his feet to get his perky ass out of the bed.

"Oh my goodness! It's Friday! We need to go now!"

Daime nods in encouragement and fixes his hair before going out of the room while Aiden is in his tail.

Grandmama is already downstairs, shouting at every living person while Aiden and Daime try to sneak in to help the others.

"Aiden! Daime!"

The two of them abruptly stops from walking and immediately stand properly as Grandmama makes her way towards them.

"Wake up Primo and tell him to have his fitting from Mr. Kelly, the tailor. Also, go fit your own suit for the wedding tomorrow. Daime, you will be in formal and Aiden in casual."

Aiden stares at the old lady as if asking her if she is being real. What kind of a man wears casual at a wedding? No one. Just Aiden.

The latter just sighs and goes to where Primo is and wakes him up. Making sure not to get too close to him or the taller man will just pulls Aiden towards him and ending up sleeping beside Primo.

But before Aiden can even call Primo in order to wake him up, Daime beats him to it.

"Lazy ass! Let's go! We don't have the whole day!"

Aiden flinches at how loud Daime's voice is. He looks back at him with a frown when the latter only shrugs the situation and points at Primo as he is standing up from the bed already.

"As long as it works, it will work."

Aiden can only shake his head. How come this two are cousins? They are far different from each other.

But then again, Primo is adopted. So they are more likely step-cousins than cousins themselves.

Hours of waiting later, they are already on their way to Mr. Kelly, the family's tailor. Aiden looks outside of the streets of Geneva and smiles at some people who waves at him as he waves at them back.

Daime is smiling at his antics as s oft song plays on the background. Aiden can't quite understand the language but the tune of the song is just mesmerizing.

He wants to search for the artist's name later when they go back to the mansion. A minute passes by and they finally reach the tailor shop.

Aiden steps out of the car and sees the familiar street of Geneva. He looks behind him and sees this shop filled with male clothing and gentlemen style suits.

Aiden gasps but not because of how beautiful the place is but because how familiar it feels like.

As if he had seen this somewhere either in his memory or in his dream. He looks around the place while Daime and Primo discuss about something that will happen tomorrow at the wedding reception.

Primo looks at Aiden's direction and notices his expression. He walks by Aiden and taps his shoulder and the latter's reaction makes Primo thinks of what could be wrong.

"Are you okay? You look pale."

Aiden swallows a lump on his throat and releases a soft sigh. He looks at Primo and nods slowly as he tries to erase this familiar feeling out of his system.

Thinking that maybe it is just his lack of sleep that is causing this, Aiden steps inside the tailoring shop and almost faints at the sudden memory that hits him.

No wonder it looks familiar for Aiden.

This is the place in his dreams. This is where Daime told him that he is going to get married by some random girl that Grandmama picks up for him.

He looks at the latter, who is only looking back at him as he smiles sweetly and goes to the formal suits near Aiden's side.

"Aiden!"

Primo calls to him, making Aiden flinch and looks at the latter in surprise. Daime can feel how jumpy Aiden is right now but asking him at this state will not give them any answers.

Daime goes back to whatever he is doing and hopes that Aiden will stop being jumpy and just tell them what is wrong so if they can help him, they will surely will.

Aiden walks towards Primo and bows to the private tailor, who is smiling lovingly at him.

"Who is this young fellow? What is your name?"

Aiden clears his throat and offers him a smile as he says his name, making the tailor shakes in response and releases a bubble-like laughter.

"My name is Aiden, Sir. Nice to meet you."

The tailor stares at him with his eyes wide open and starts laughing. Primo just stares at the laughing tailor while Daime is looking at them with a frown expression.

His eyes are clearly asking what the heck is wrong with the tailor.

"My, look how you've grown. How is Master Evon? It has been a long time since he had visited."