Best Man - Mystic Messenger One Shot AU

"Look at me."

You've always longed for those cold steel gray eyes to look at you the way he had always looked at her. For your fingers to run down the soft waves of his raven black hair. Always wondered how soft it would feel in your hands if you with it. How nice it would be to have those large hands of his holding you close, how warm it would be to be embraced by his arms. Ah, you were daydreaming again, as always.

You're one of the few people he had his guards down around with. And of course, you are more than honored for that. You see his rarest of smiles. Hear his softest of chuckles that does wonders to your heart. See that faint furrowing of his brows whenever you tell you you skipped a meal, or slept late or feel unwell. Fell his genuine care and concern that very few people was graced to receive from him.

Despite everyone calling him cold and emotionless, you would laugh it off and tell them otherwise because you knew his fragile and kind side and felt sorry for those who doesn't.

You know the brand of his favorite wine. The way his face lights up whenever Elizabeth the 3rd would do something clever. The way his voice mellows when he talks to people he cares about, which fortunately includes you, but her too.

You've always known it was wrong. Always known how the feeling of fondness you've felt for the longest time had grown into something more....fragile but exquisite, beautiful yet tragic. It's something you can never tell him.

You never intended to like him more than you should. More than boundaries allowed. But yet, you suddenly woke up mid fall. You were hanging, falling. And you keep falling, continuously. At first, you thought it was just normal to want to see him more. Be with him more. See his smile more. Hear his voice more. Normal that, you like more and more of him.

But yet the need to get closer to him deepened.

You would subtly brush shoulders with him. Pat his back gently, telling him he did a good job today at work. Nudge him by the arm to call his attention. Just...things like that makes you feel happy.

You start to notice every single detail about him. How his hair was had grown longer, but felt like it looked better on him. How he plays with the pen in his hand when he's brainstorming as he works in his office. How he would cross his arms and raise a brow when he's ready to make an argument and prove his point.

There had been one too many females who had seek your help to get closer to him. And you did try your best to do so, but fortunately, he was uninterested about all that, and you felt relieved because of it. He had always prioritized studies, and then business. He was smart, and very dependable. Logical and had always been a realist. His mind works like no one else does, which made you respect him more.

Yet, these feelings you have kept to yourself are eating at you away. It was turning malicious and needy, and possessive. No matter how much you had tried hiding it and keeping it at bay, it still went beyond your control.

Just how many times did you tried so hard to stop yourself from just staring at him? How many times did you ever hold back from touching his face, and trace his lips with your thumb? How many times did you stopped yourself from calling his name on your most vulnerable cold and sleepless nights? How many thousand times did you ever try not to think of how his lips would feel against yours? How his hands would feel touching you?

You knew you had to stop all these....senseless feelings. You cant ever risk being found out. Risk losing him if he ever doesn't feel the same. Of course he doesn't feel the same. Which is why you had to do the right thing before things gets even more out of hand. Before the time comes you wont be able to stop yourself from falling even more in love with him.

She came to your life and suddenly, you were very much hopeful everything would change.

She made you her sun but you still haven moved on from your moon. You still kept looking back at him, steal glances just to see his smile, and those gray eyes that you have always loved.

But suddenly, those eyes shone brighter now.

As he looked at her, past you.

That tight lipped smile you get to enjoy to yourself before, now you share seeing it with her.

You tried to ignore it. Played along the thought he would never do anything out of line, never make a move. That, at least calms you.

It pains for you to know that his silent affection isn't directed towards you, that his quiet endearment isn't meant for your to have. And you just know, you have to let it go.

You did all your best to forget your feelings for him. While seeing him silently breaking in the sidelines as he watched you and her fall in love. Yes, you did everything to pour all your love to her.

안녕 내 사랑.

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"V." You heard that familiar voice call you from behind.

You turned and see him. After more than a year of being away, finally you came back.

You smiled your best smile after a year. You took your belongings with you as you walked up to him.

"Its been so long, Jumin."

"You look well. I'm glad, V." He responded, smiling like you've never seen him smile before. He looked beyond happy, and your heart was filled with joy seeing him that way.

The airport was bustling with people. Crowded with family, lovers and friends and the like. Everyone emotional as their loved-ones bid they farewells, while others finally comes back home.

You smiled widely as you two started to walk towards the exit. No words were spoken and you two were both comfortable with the silence. It has always been like this with you two. You understand each other so well despite being both men of few words.

Once you were both seated on the back of his limo, that's when he finally spoke.

"How was your trip? MC can't wait to see you, but she was caught up with the preparations." You heard him say.

You chuckled and nodded. "It's alright. I'll be seeing her soon." You paused. "I'm so happy for you, Jumin. You finally found happiness."

You meant it. You've always wanted him to be happy. Despite what happened with you and Rika, and the way how he will always have that special place in your heart will never change, you have always wished for his happiness.

"Thank you, V." Jumin answered, with yet another genuine smile that fairly suits him. "Also for being my best-friend and bestman."

You could only smile at that, and nod, but in the innermost corner of your heart, you knew, once, he was so much more than that.