As you stood in the doorway of your apartment, a sense of trepidation gnawed at your insides. The invitation to Heeseung's cousin's wedding had been sitting on the kitchen counter for days, taunting you with its pristine elegance. You knew what attending meant — facing his family, a group of people who had never quite warmed up to you.
"Heeseung, I don't think I can do this," you murmured, your voice tinged with uncertainty.
Heeseung, ever persistent, stepped closer, his eyes filled with earnestness. "Please, Y/N," he pleaded, reaching out to gently cup your face in his hands. "I want you there with me. You mean everything to me, and I want my family to see that."
You sighed, feeling the weight of his words pressing down on you. "But they've never been welcoming towards me. What if I make things worse?"
Heeseung's expression softened, his thumb brushing gently across your cheek. "You won't. And even if they give you a hard time, I'll be right there beside you, every step of the way."
You opened your mouth to protest, to list off all the reasons why attending the wedding would be uncomfortable for you, but Heeseung grew impatient with your excuses. Before you could react, he had scooped you up into his arms, refusing to let you down until you agreed to accompany him.
"Fine, fine, I'll go," you relented, a hint of defeat in your voice.
Heeseung's face lit up with a victorious grin, and he planted a quick kiss on your forehead. "That's my girl. Now let's get you ready. We've got a wedding to attend.".
Finally giving in to his persistence, you retreated to the shower to start getting ready. As you emerged, dressed to the nines, you couldn't help but admire how stunning Heeseung looked in his suit.
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His eyes lit up as he caught you staring, a smirk playing at his lips.
"You look breathtaking," he murmured, pulling you close for a quick kiss.
Blushing at his words, you smiled shyly and muttered a thank you before deciding to walk barefoot towards the car. The heels you had chosen were pointy and uncomfortable, and you didn't want to endure the pain for the entire evening.
As you stood by the apartment doorway, ready to step out into the world of uncertainties, Heeseung's arms suddenly enveloped you, sweeping you off your feet and into a bridal-style hold. You gasped in surprise, instinctively wrapping your arms around his neck for support.
