The Light of Dead Stars | KSJ

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You never thought you'd ever be planning another wedding, but here you are.

It's been 5 days since your husband pitched that crazy but also not-so-crazy idea of getting married again, in another country, in a week. To keep you from getting stressed out, Jin took charge of everything.

He informed your families and your friends - to their shock and delight, of course - and booked their flights immediately. He directly called the venue you both agreed on - a winery in Villabona with amazing views that holds various events - and booked you and your guests the hotel where you'll be staying in San Sebastián. It'll be your honeymoon number 2, he'd said, and the thought excited you because you get to enjoy a new place and country this time.

Jin reached out to a boutique store near your booked hotel for his outfit and for your simple dress. He took the initiative of sending your measurements after you chose a general design that you wanted. You both decide on the menu, and almost a week after his "proposal," everything seems to be set.

"How did you manage to get everything planned and arranged already?" You ask him during your lunch out that Friday. "That's a lot, and you didn't even make me help that much."

"I get work done quickly, ___," he smirks. "If I want it, it happens. And I told you, I don't want you to be stressed. Just enjoy our countdown to the big day, okay? We'll arrive there, have 2 days to check if everything is ready, and then we get married again. And then we have another week to enjoy the city. It's a lot but I... I just want it to be perfect for us."

"You're sexy when you're this perfectionist hopeless romantic," you smirk. "It's kind of a turn on."

"Good, sustain that until next week," he replies, and at your smile, he melts inside. He wants this so badly, and he can't wait to start all over again with you.

Later that afternoon, while Jin is in a meeting with Taehyung and a few of the department directors and you're in your office reviewing the documentation of one of your teams, there's a knock on the door that leaves you stunned once you ask them to open it and see who's come to see you.

"Mr. and Mrs. Kim," you bow. "What brings you here? I could've gone to your office or your home instead if you wanted to see me."

"It's okay. We thought it better to pass by and see you. This won't be long, anyway," Mrs. Kim says.

"Oh, okay. Please, take a seat."

"We just wanted to thank you for speaking with us the other day," she says as they both sit down. "As a wife, I can imagine how difficult that must've been for you. And for you to do that for our son, that means a lot."

"I would've done a lot more if I needed to," you respond. "That's how much I love him."

"It also made us realize that we may have been too harsh," she adds. "That perhaps we never gave him the space to make mistakes or find his true joy and passion ever since he was a child, because all he's known was to please us, to make us proud. And the one time he needed us, we weren't there. To realize that as a parent is quite difficult, too. And my husband and I have been working it out together as well."

"How, uh, how is he doing?" Mr. Kim asks.

"A lot better," you smile. "It's been a tough couple of months but he's learned to ask for help when it gets too much. He's learned to be more open and honest about how he feels. He's, uh, he's learning to accept things as they are. But he's happy; we're happy."

"Okay. That's, uh, that's good," he hums.

They both give faint smiles before they stand up and prepare to leave.