The Colors of Your Soul

Bleak Love and Taboo Inspiration

Lucius A/N : Hello everyone! I hope you're having a good day! Today's oneshot is a collaboration between Void_Emperor and I~! I never knew collaborating could be quite fun. If you want to collab a story with me or suggest a story with me reach my inbox or join my discord server. With that said, enjoy reading and don't forget to vote~ ♡

Emperor A/N: Since You're viewing this from my account. I just copy paste what was part one of the Yandere artist. The origin starts here anyways, the future is where we kinda have different perspectives on what would have happened. Anyways, Check out DelaLucius's account! And enjoy the book!

(Part 1)

❬ 3RD POV ❭

"Looking good, Y/N!" The groom opened his eyes from the sudden disturbance of the quiet room he was in. He looks at the large mirror in front of him, his attention locked on to the man that's being reflected by the cheval glass as the figure from behind stares at him.

He turns to his rear, facing the person standing behind him. He clutches his chest from the increasing ache, his heartbeat skyrocketing as the moment of a lifetime slowly approaches.

"Hey Chardin..." He said, shaky and nervous.

"Nervous?" The man said. Y/N huffs, lips twitching upwards to show a sideway smile. He strides towards him as he places a hand over his shoulder.

"Toughen up! You're lucky, you know?"

Chardin roughly shakes his body, snapping Y/N out of his anxiety. "As your best man and your long-time friend since grade school, You got this!" He announced, playfully slapping his cheeks multiple times until it turned red.

"I shouldn't say this but... I'm jealous of you, you know? Marrying such a gorgeous chick and all." His voice was laced with jealousy, but his face betrayed that notion as he accompanied it with a cheeky smile.

"I wouldn't throw this moment away just because of a small anxiety."

Y/n smirks, the concern he wore before now dissipates as he smacks the best man's head.

"Dumbass. I'll snitch on your girlfriend talking like that behind her back."

"Wha—!? Hey bastard! Don't you dare! I thought we were friends!" Chardin laughed, locking his head in between one of his arms as he rubbed his knuckles and messes with Y/N's neatly combed hair.

The atmosphere finally brightens up than it was before Chardin entered. He lets go of Y/N's head to give him some space to let him fix his hair. Y/N softly chuckles, covering his mouth as the muffled chiming sound of the outside penetrates the stillness of the room.

"It's time..." His friend said, looking at the closed door leading to Y/N's future. He smacks the groom's back, pushing him forward.

"Go and claim your future. She's waiting."
With one final smile sent to his friend, he gave one final, small nod. No words needed to be spoken as he opened the door to the outside world, His friend smirked, walking with him as his best man.

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"Laure... My heart won't stop thumping!" Anne spoke with a hint of nervousness. She fidgets, playing with her hair in front of a large mirror as she adorns the wedding dress for a special occasion for today.

"Pfft— Calm down, Anne!"

"I'm going to marry Y/N! Oh my God! My mind is creating too many inspirations!" Anne hyperventilates, holding her sketchbook tightly as she holds her pencil in one of her hands, the paper was filled with traces of graphite as a portrait of Y/N and herself drawn with their wedding dress.