June 24th, 2023
Malcolm, New York
The whole week has been pretty hectic. We've all taken a couple of free days at work, because we had a lot on our plate. Jisoo and I have been planning the wedding for days, and it's been a nightmare, honestly. I don't even know why I volunteered to do that, I had no idea it's that tough of a job.
It was already Saturday, which meant wedding day, and I had to wake up sooner than I get up for work to take care of some things. Who knew that planning a wedding in four days would be such a challenge? We couldn't even find a venue, and then Jisoo decided that we should just do it at their house.
Turns out Yohan's mother's place was pretty big and they had a huge garden on the patio, in the middle of the fucking city. I didn't know places like that even existed, but I was happy it did, because it saved us the trouble.
It was big enough that we ordered a bloody tent to put there, in case it rained. The patio itself looked amazing, Jisoo seriously thought about everything and the place truly looked great.
"Malcolm, when is the string quartet coming?" She asked, glaring at me impatiently. Right. The bloody quartet. She even asked me to call for a freaking quartet. She seriously went all in. "At noon, I think," I answered. The wedding itself was supposed to start at one, and it was already ten. "Think? You think?" She looked at me like I was crazy.
"Yes, I believe that's right," I answered, smiling at her a little tense. "Don't stress over it love, they'll be here on time," I added, wanting to reassure her that it will be fine.
"Do all English people call everyone 'love'?" I heard someone's voice from behind me and turned around to see Jisoo's mother looking at me with amusement. I've never met Lee Jia before, never had the chance, but from what Yohan told me, she was an amazing woman, and well, he wasn't wrong.
"They have their own weird quirks," Jisoo spoke, laughing a little. "Love, mate, bollocks, bloody hell," she said, faking a British accent, which actually sounded quite good and I was even a little impressed.
"I for one think that's adorable," Jia said, smiling at me politely, which I appreciated. When it comes to Jisoo's mom, I think she had quite a tough year. After all, her husband died a few months ago, and she found out just two days ago that her son was dying. I was surprised that she was in such good spirits today, since she was a bloody wreck two days ago. Then again, I'm sure she was simply happy about the wedding, that her son was getting married again. But when I think about it some more, and I look at her, I can see that she's trying her best not to cry. Like all of us.
It's supposed to be a happy day, the guys are getting married, it's a time to celebrate. But how the hell can we celebrate knowing that Yohan's surgery is later tonight? Everyone is stressed as fuck, including me. Especially since everybody was counting on me, since I was the one operating.
"Thank you Jia, it's nice to know that at least someone here appreciates me," I spoke, trying to look offended while I gazed at Jisoo, who rolled her eyes at me. "Your daughter has a hard time admitting that I'm adorable."
"Of course I appreciate you, Malcolm. You've been Yohan's only friend for years, he had nothing but good things to say about you," Jia said. "Besides, you're the only one he trusts when it comes to his surgery. I'd say it says a lot about you," she added, winking at me. She bloody winked. The woman already loves me. That's good.
"Not just the surgery," Jisoo suddenly spoke up. "It seems like hyung trusts him with everything. And he doesn't trust us. Don't you think it's a little unfair that we find out about his surgery days before it?! Days, mom. He suddenly says he's sick and he's dying, and he's getting fucking married. Aren't you mad? Because I sure as hell am," she said with a raised voice.
It was kind of a dick move from Yohan's side, that he didn't say anything to his sister or his mother. Like literally, he didn't tell them shit. Jisoo found out from me, Jia found out from Jisoo. The same thing with the proposal, he told them about it last minute.
"He's dying, honey," I heard Jia speak with such calmness in her voice, that it surprised me a little. "I don't have the time or the energy to be mad at him," she admitted. And well, I could definitely agree with her. As much as people might have been angry with Yohan, being mad just wasn't worth it, since he was seriously dying.
Hearing things like that, people worrying about him dying, made me all the more determined to do this surgery. I might have been stressed, but I was also very optimistic. It was a simple procedure. But what if I was too sure? What if I'd mess up, just like with my dad? I'm usually confident about surgeries, because I know I'm focused and well prepared. I'm also confident about Yohan's surgery, because I know I can remove that bloody tumor.
But what if I mess up? He's getting married today, he has a sister, a mother, a son. What if I do something wrong, and he seriously dies? I barely got over my father's death, I definitely won't be fine if Yohan dies by my hand as well.
YOU ARE READING
I Let Myself Want You
RomanceJesper has been in love with Yohan ever since they were kids, and when the latter kissed him out of the blue in high school, things between them drastically changed. Yohan proposed him a pact, in which they started seeing each other in secret, while...
