We encounter souls on life's winding way,
Each meeting a chapter, a tale to convey.
Yet, in the mystery of our rendezvous,
I ponder why fate brought me to you.
Perhaps it was destiny's gentle decree,
Weaving our paths with subtle artistry.
In the ta...
"Jeon Jungkook, do you take Park Jimin for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" The priest's voice filled the space, drawing everyone's attention to the solemn moment.
"I do," Jungkook's voice rang out, breaking the tense silence that hung in the air. It was a simple affirmation, but to Jimin, it carried a weight that words alone could not convey.
Then it was Jimin's turn, his heart pounding in his chest as he spoke the words that would bind him to Jungkook for eternity. "I do," he uttered, his voice trembling slightly with emotion. It was a leap of faith, a commitment made in the face of uncertainty and doubt, but in that moment, it felt like the only choice he could make.
The wedding vows echoed through the grand hall, each word carrying with it the weight of a lifetime commitment. As the priest spoke, Jimin couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions welling up inside him. This wasn't just any wedding—it was the culmination of a series of unexpected events that had turned his life upside down.
"In the sight of God and these witnesses, I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may now kiss!" The officiant's words broke through the solemnity of the moment, ushering in a wave of cheers and applause from the gathered guests.
As Jungkook's touch broke through his reverie, his hands wrapping around Jimin's waist as he pulled him closer, Jimin's breath caught in his throat. He felt Jungkook's lips brush against his forehead in a tender gesture, a fleeting moment of intimacy amidst the uncertainty of their future together.
"Stop looking at me like a fucking idiot! It's not like that I wanted to kiss you. It was that fucking priest over there wanted this bullshit!" Jungkook's voice cut through the air, sharp and dismissive, but despite the harshness of his words, Jimin couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth spreading through him.
As Jimin glanced around the wedding hall, he was struck by the sight of their family and friends, their faces alight with joy and excitement. And in that moment, he realized that despite the challenges that lay ahead, he was not alone. He had Mr. Jeon by his side, a father figure who had shown him nothing but kindness and love, and he had Jungkook, a husband who, despite his reservations, had made a commitment to stand by him through thick and thin.
As the applause of their guests filled the air, Jimin couldn't shake off the bittersweet taste of reality. His heart yearned for a genuine connection, for a marriage built on love and mutual respect. But as he felt Jungkook's hand in his own, the weight of their circumstances pressed down on him like a heavy burden.
Amidst the jubilant cheers and congratulations, Jimin's gaze wandered to Jungkook, his husband by name but a stranger in spirit. He couldn't deny the pang of longing that tugged at his heart—a longing for a future where they could bridge the chasm between them and find solace in each other's arms.
But as Jungkook's eyes met his own, cold and distant, Jimin's hopes were dashed once again. He saw only disdain reflected in Jungkook's gaze, a stark reminder of the divide that lay between them.
Yet despite the uncertainty that loomed ahead, Jimin remained resolute in his desire to lead a successful married life. He vowed to weather the storms that lay ahead, to nurture the flicker of hope that still burned within him.
And as they took their first steps forward as husband and husband, Jimin couldn't help but cling to that glimmer of hope, praying that one day, against all odds, they might find their way to each other's hearts.
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