.𝖾𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾
/ɪnˈvɪzɪdʒ,ɛnˈvɪzɪdʒ/
𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖻: contemplate or conceive of, as a possibility or a desirable future event.
Wherein I try to envisage what clearly is impossible.
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"What were the fucking odds?!" It was a rare sight to see her curse so when I noticed Taeyong Hyung bracing himself up, I was expecting a full-fledged blowout. It isn't unusual for a bride to have jitters in the morning, but this one seemed off to me for some reason.
"Now now, darling," He abandoned his love seat to take his wife to attempt and calm her down in his embrace. In a matter of 3 hours, they were going to get married. The last thing he needed was for his fiancée to lose her mind in the nick of time. "What's the matter?"
"Jaeyun's coming;" "Who now?" The name shot electricity down my whole being. How long had it been since I heard this name? How long since anyone dared to mention her in front of me? Since I had allowed her name to get past my lips?
"Doyoung-ah," I knew the change in tone of her voice, she didn't want me to find out this way. "Who did you say was coming?" I asked, dropping the gift boxes from my hand on the table nearest to me. "Jaeyun is," She mumbled, a thin sheen of sweat coating her forehead.
Oh, how I wish I could tell her what the mere mention of her name did to me! By the looks of it, I would get to see her today. "Well, what's the issue with that?" I asked, ignoring the stupid smile that I'm sure was plastered on my face. "Don't fucking grin, you idiot!" Narae's fist grazed past my cheek and I promptly moved safely away! This girl scared me!
"Sweetheart, calm yourself down!" Taeyong Hyung snaked his arm around her waist, holding her still. "Tae, you don't understand! Jaeyun wouldn't come knowing that Doyoung was going to be here,"
"Rae, Doyoungie's my best man. How is it that he's not going to come?" There were a lot of things that came to my mind that I wanted to ask but I didn't want to risk having a bruise on my face in Hyung's wedding pictures. "Well, you yourself told me that he might not make it since he and Isa went kaput and would rather stay away from each other," "Well yeah!" Hyung defended him. "How was I supposed to know that Isa would end up finding someone to bring to the wedding? This idiot almost didn't come!" He shot me a glare. Oh, come on!! I brought such expensive wine as a wedding gift and even apologized for soo many times! Why is he still shooting me glares?!
"I'm glad you came Doyoung, I really am. This wouldn't feel right to either of us if you weren't here," Narae reached and squeezed my hand. "But I'm scared of Jaeyun's reaction since..." She stopped dead in her tracks. "Since your dumb ass ended things in the most assholish way possible," Taeyong Hyung finished for her. "Hyung!" I whined, the ever-so-familiar feeling of self-disgust sinking down in my stomach.
